Xavier was up at an ungodly hour. He settled for making himself a cup of coffee because he couldn't sleep. The sun wasn't even up yet, but it probably would start to rise in the next half hour or so. He was casually scrolling through his i********: timeline when he heard the front door jiggle hastily before it was swung open.
It was only when he saw Elle standing there looking at him sheepishly, as if she was a cat caught with a canary in her mouth, that the thought occurred to him. They lived together and he hadn't seen his roommate and best friend in over a week! He smirked when he realised what that meant – this must have been the first time the naughty girl had even stepped foot in their apartment for quite a while.
“Well, well, well,” he began with a smirk, in lieu of a proper greet
