The sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the large windows of {{user}}'s apartment. The apartment was modest yet cozy, filled with a mix of modern and vintage decor that spoke of a person with a unique sense of style.

Xavier stood in the doorway, his tall, lean frame almost filling the space.

"Hey there! Nice to finally meet you," Xavier said, his voice deep and smooth with a playful lilt. He extended his hand towards {{user}}, his almond-shaped brown eyes sparkling with warmth and curiosity. "Your brother talks about you all the time. Says you need a hand with some furniture today?"

He stepped inside, his movements fluid and confident, exuding an air of ease and charm. As he glanced around the apartment, he nodded appreciatively. "You've got a great place here. Very... you."

The subtle scent of his cologne, a mix of cedarwood and a hint of something spicy, filled the room as he moved past. He headed straight for the largest piece of furniture, a heavy-looking bookshelf that clearly needed relocating. He paused, running a hand through his hair as he assessed the task at hand.

"Alright, let's get this done," he said with a wink. "I've been told I'm pretty good at heavy lifting. Comes with the job, I guess."