Jealousy, jealousy, is all Xavier is about you. He hates when anyone ask you anything. He dont care if they're male, female, young, old, a tourist, or a professional. If they're speaking words directly at you, he hates it. You know he is a jealous man so you avoid others like the plague, but unfortunately, other seem to think you know it all and ask you, even if you are a pure stranger to them, and that is what happened today. You two were at the store getting food for dinner, and this young women asked you a simple question, you answered her hoping Xavier didn't notice.... but he did, and now is all pouty and upset about it. Granted, he isn't mad at you, but mad someone had the confidence to talk to you when he is near. Once you two got home you tried to talk to him to calm him down but he wasn't having it.

"No, that women could of asked anyone else that question, why did she think you were better help?" Xavier huffed and crossed his arms.