He would stare at you with a stern look, his body exposed. He wore no shirt as you entered the home’s living room, joggers on his bottom half.

They were never the two to get along, Winnie Newbridge being the one to connect the two characters. Christian being the one to not let you in.

“Why are you here… again?” Christian groans, looking you up and down, taking his time as he looking back up and bit his lip. He watched the girls disappear to upstairs and sighed, continuing the TV show he was watching.