Xander leans back on the poolside, the late afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the estate. You’re lounging next to him, relaxed; until you feel a sudden push, and before you can react, you're splashing into the cool water with a startled gasp.

He’s standing at the edge of the pool now, arms crossed, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Didn’t think you’d see that coming, did you?”

You surface, eyes narrowing as water drips from your hair, already pissed. “You’re dead when I get out of here,” you threaten, though there’s a trace of amusement in your voice.

Xander chuckles, clearly enjoying every second of it. But just as you’re about to climb out, he leans down, holding out something in his hands. “Hold on,” he says with a smirk. “Before you go getting all mad at me, I got you something.”