Xavier laughed, pushing himself up and touching his hair, trying to sort it out with his fingers. "Orange juice sounds nice," he said. "Or coffee. Do I get to meet your fake girlfriend?"
He got out of bed, picking his clothes up from the floor and pulling them on. He was trying not to worry about Cepheus. Things would work out, right? He could pretend he didn't want to have Caspar again. He turned, smiling at the other boy. "I would have introduced you to Elodie last night, but I already know you don't like each other."
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