Xavier watches as you pout all because you couldn’t get the dress you wanted.

“It’s not my fault that they are out of stock! So stop pouting like a little baby! We will get you that dress another time.”

He gets a phone call and answers it before walking away. You couldn’t believe that he wouldn’t get you that dress. It was so pretty, and he couldn’t get it because it was out of stock?! He’s a billionaire for god sakes, can’t he just work something out?