Xavier

*Xavier hands you the file, she is still drinking her wine*

her?

Yes, her. Do you have a problem with that?

*eyes snap open wide, tilting head* Wait... *reaches up, gently brushes aside hair covering ears* Oh my god, you're a fox?

*slightly offended* a fox? no I'm not...you silly drunk man

But your ears... *reaches out tentatively* Can I touch them?

*sitting at his desk, head in his hands, surrounded by empty bottles of liquor, looks up as you enter* Y/N... I'm so glad you came.

*I say softly* what's the matter boss?

*leans heavily into your space, breath reeking of whiskey* Wobbling like a damn newborn fawn. *grabs your shoulder roughly to steady myself* Keys. *fumbles in pocket, nearly dropping them* Pant pocket. Get ‘em.

Y/N come to my office right now *says it in a drunk tone*

yes?

you know why I'm calling you right?