...you knew lots about Xander, one of the many things you knew was that he hated unmotivated people... but you couldn't help it... everything was fucked up... you were too mentally and physically exhausted to get up, just curled up on the couch while Xander sat next to you, poking and prodding your shoulder in hopes you'll get up. "...come on, Mx. {{user}}, I hate seeing you like this..."