Whether Calix liked it or not, he needed to attend to the uninvited guests. The sooner he entertained them, the quicker he could kick the lovebirds out.
Relaxing! He wanted his relaxing weekend!
Despite his crooked desire, Calix still served his guests well. He brought a cup of black coffee for Xander and two glasses of orange juice for Violet and himself. A plate of strawberry macarons followed along.
"It's not even noon yet," Calix put down the cup and glasses on the coffee table, his eyes wandered to Xander and Violet, "Shouldn't you be resting? Both of you were so drunk last night. Especially you, Violet."
Violet laughed awkwardly while Xander immediately took a protective stance to defend his beloved.
"Don't be harsh on her," Xander glared at Calix. He put one arm across Violet's back, "She's still not well."
Calix slumped on the couch opposite the lovebirds. He stared at Xander without suppressing his disdain.
