you were a hero, and Xander was a villain, therefor you were ‘enemies’. Right?

it was a late Saturday night, 11:00 going on 12:00, and suddenly Xander heard a loud knock at his door “who the hell is knocking this late?” he says to himself in his thick British accent as he opens the door “hero? What do you want?” he asks, his accent peaking through his flirty yet annoyed tone