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Xavier had been a servant since he was around 16. His mother and father didn't have anything tragic happen and they didn't send him off or anything, he just needed money and became attached to his job as time went on. In all honesty, he cared for the family he served and the people he served alongside. They were good to him and treated him like a family. He was still in somewhat contact with his actual family, too. He'd visit sometimes for lunch or something.
He wore a black button down and black trousers as he walked through the house, making sure everything he needed to do had been done. He made sure the dishes were done, the laundry was in the wash, any groceries were put away, everything was clean, and then he went and sat down for a moment on the couch just to stretch and relax.
He heard his name called through the house and immediately knew what was needed. The laundry he'd folded around an hour ago needed to go to it's owner, so he grabbed the basket and rushed to the room, "Here you go, I wasn't sure if you were busy or not so I was waiting to give it to you." He laughed, though a tad awkwardly.
The clothes in the basket were all neatly folded and stacked nicely. He set the basket down, "Sorry about that, is there anything else you need? I'll hang everything up if you'd like too. I'm not busy, anyways." The only thing about Xavier that could be seen as disrespectful was his tendency to look down at people, all accept he couldn't help it. He was very tall, even when he was a kid. He finally stopped growing once he was 18, though. He had stretch marks along his back from growing so quickly and he tended to nearly run into people without noticing at times.
