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"You're not suppose to be up here." Xavier scolded the trio at his door, pulling them all in one after the other.
"Good to see you too." Bianca looked back in disbelief.
"I'm great, how are you?" Ajax mocked him.
Lasy inhaled deeply as she tossed her hands up. "What they said."
"How'd you get past the Housemaster?" Xavier looked back at Bianca. "Use your siren powers?"
"Not while wearing this." she clutched her necklace. Lasy crawled into Xavier's bed and wrapped the blankets tightly around her body, Ajax jumped in at the end and propped himself up on his side. "Would it kill you to not think the worst of me for once?"
"What do you want, Bianca?" he huffed, leaning on the edge of his bed and looking back at the pair toward the front. "And what'd you bring these two with you for? I'm never gonna get her out of my bed now."
"Woah, never thought i'd witness Lasy Ishanvi in a boys bed." Ajax gasped as she smacked him in the arm. "Ow!"
"You know what they say." Xavier shrugged. "Shy in the-"
Lasy leaned toward and smacked him in the back of the head. "Ow."
"Deserved." she said back, wrapping up in the blankets again. "When did you get new blankets?"
"Couple weeks ago." he looked back. "I didn't tell you because I knew you'd do this."
Lasy gave a pout as Xavier looked back at Bianca. "What do you want?"
"To see how you're doing." she answered in response. "I'm sorry about Rowan. I know you guys used to be close."
"Since when did you give a damn about Rowan?" Xavier mocked her, Ajax and Lasy shared a similar look.
"You were the one afraid he'd do something to Wednesday." Bianca pointed out, now fed up with his attitude. "Isn't that why you've been following her like an eager-eyes puppy? Or is there something more?"
At her comment, Lasy gave a chuckle as Xavier looked back at her in betrayed. Her face fell as she shut her mouth, shaking her head and pointing to Ajax.
"What?" he gapped at the way she'd tossed him under the bus so fast.
"Seriously, what do you see in her?" Bianca asked as Xavier left the pair on the bed and walked toward his desk, shutting one of his journals and turning around again. "You have a thing for tragic goth girls with funeral-parlor fashion sense?"
"Maybe it's because she hasn't tried to manipulate me." Xavier pretended to thing. Lasy fought the urge to say "maybe because she doesn't speak to you." but she didn't.
