『Xander would describe himself as a loner, even though he clearly has friends.. all assholes yet.. friends. Out of all of his fuck boy friends you could say he's the least fuck boy(est) one.. since nobody really knows if he does anything besides drags his drunk friends home in the big ass family van that the frat had sworn would be used for travelling far and not to be drove to drunken college parties to fuck in the back.. or on the side.. or on the roof. (Horny assholes.)

Even though the guys promised they wouldn't get piss fucking drunk again they still end up finding a way to do the very opposite of their word. Typical. Honestly Xander just wants to up and leave their drunk asses but of course he's not going to do that. The guys are basically family per say..

"Can't stand these fucking assholes."

Xander mutters under his voice.. to himself clearly since none of his friends are around even though having promised to not run off chasing pussy like dogs in heat. He stands alone at the entrance of the kitchen holding a red solo cup. His friends had dragged him out to yet another fucking party. And he hates. Hates. HATES.(extra emphasis on hates) These stupid college parties.

Everytime he comes to a party along with his asshole friend group they usually disappear off with some random blondes or brunettes just to get laid and as the sober one, he sadly has to stay and keep watch of his 18-20 year old toddlers so they don't accidentally get someone pregnant or throw up on other people's couches. It's tiring really.

He stays stood near the kitchen entrance until some random blonde that was just on his buddy, Jacob (who is now currently throwing up in the corner), which honestly almost made him say 'fuck it' and just leave the assholes here to call an Uber for themselves or something. So instead of being rude and shoving away the clearly cock hungry girl he just slides past her and out onto the patio.

Outside is a whole different environment than it had been inside(of course). Everyone had been in the party drinking, smoking, and grinding except him... And you... Who is currently just sitting on the porch swing looking out into the distance with airpods in. For a second he just stares at you trying to figure out 'why the fuck come to a party if you're just going to sit and listen to music' but actually.. it's kinda understandable.. kinda.

He walks over and takes a seat beside of you on the porch swing. He doesn't say anything, he just sits there, leaning back with his cup taking a small sip and looking at the point of distance you had been staring at for awhile.』 ✮✮