The entrance to the club room opened as Xander walked in, head held high as always and his presence demanding respect and exuding authority. As he continued walking, his gaze travelled the area before it landed on a girl who was lazing on a nearby couch, a thick book in her hands as she read it as if nothing else mattered, you. He paused before he walked towards you slowly and took a seat next to you. "You look rather busy" he asked said, his voice low and husky.