(I NEED XAVIER SO BADLY 😭)

March 11, 1942,

Sarah and her friend, Katherine, were in Von Dante, having some tea outside the porch of Sarah's garden, chit chatting about their lives.

"By the way," Sarah sipped some of her green, mint tea before continuing. "My husband, Jean-Luc..."

Katherine would eye roll and groan or scoff at just the mention of Jean-Luc's name.

"Has been captured..." Sarah added.

"You know this for sure?" Katherine asked.

Sarah replied, "Well, he didn't come home, so... And he is also a spy, so I can only assume that he has been abducted."

"Sarah," Katherine sighed. "Sometimes... When they get busy or distracted... They'll have to find something to keep them 'busy', if you know what I mean."

Sarah put down her teacup. "You mean cheating...? Jean-Luc would never do that."

"Oh, alright, if you say so. But you know, I also know of an admirer. Of you."

Sarah's eyes widened, her eyebrows piqued in curiosity. "But I already have a husband, Kath."

"Well, then, Xavier will have to wait until Jean-Luc's 'officially dead' then.." Katherine shrugged.

"His name is Xavier?"

"Mhm, I met him a couple of days ago, and he seemed really interested in meeting you."

Then, suddenly, a woman calls out.

"Oh! C'est Xavier! C'est Xavier!" They shrieked out.

Sarah looked over to where they were gazing, there, she saw a tall, brown-haired German in a black uniform, leather jacket, and a pink scarf around his neck. His eyes were stern and attractive, his irises were the colour of a pale, dark brown. And lo and behold, it was Xavier.