- Messages
- 610
- OOC First Name
- Jessye
- Wand
- Oak 14 3/4" Essence of Raven Feather
- Age
- 11/2006
Xavier gave the two lovers in the room a soft glare, especially after his sister slapped him and daintily went to sit down next to Vincent, like she was a little queen or something. There were certain things he noticed that made him feel uncomfortable and he was beginning to think that he address them before they ended up in a bad situation like he had. Closing the door all the way to make sure none of the hot air got into the chilled room he shook his head. "Okay one, you two need to learn to keep your clothes on more often. And two, I hope to god you guys were using protection. Alyssa you are way too young to be getting pregnant." He gave her a look that said it was true, he knew what happened when one didn't use protection and he didn't want his little sister or Vincent to fall into a situation where they ended up falling into something stupid. And a baby in his view was a negative thing to have when you where young, newly married, and happened to have issues keeping their hands off of one another. The thing that bothered him most but he didn't think to mention it was how they had been asked by Vincent to go outside so they could finish. He was actually willing to keep them out in the smoldering heat while he finished?! Not only was that gross to think about for Xavier but he found it to almost be cruel and immature of them at the same time, Alyssa allowed that sort of behavior with him too. They were both far to addicted to their hormonal behavior. It was like him and his alcohol. At least his didn't promote pregnancy so long as he didn't have a female with him at the time. Biting his lip Xavier couldn't really look at his little sister by this point. This was one of the first very few times where he had to look at them together. Vincent was still obviously in the mood and Alyssa being curled up next to him was probably not going to fix his situation either. It was easy to say that they looked like they belonged together, just by their little faces. Now they wanted to talk about him and Jezebella. Oh this was going to be fun. Smirking he rolled his eyes softly and took a seat somewhere.
"Um it didn't happen to long ago actually. And to be honest, I'm still not into marriage. We sort of got drunk, slept together, and woke up the next morning....as a happy married couple." He emphasized the happy part because it was pretty obvious that they gave one another hell. Jezebella was one of those annoying high strung girls that never liked to have fun and didn't like to let Xavier have fun. There was no partying allowed, no more girls allowed since he was now married, oh and she had to of course be a complete life ruiner and make it so that he couldn't have alcohol. Well she was trying on that part at least because he was making it harder for her then she probably imagined for it to be at first. He drank behind her back, snuck it into the house, whatever he could because it was his money and it was his body so he could do whatever he wanted with it. "We met in Vegas." Xavier grinned and rolled his eyes again. He probably seemed like the biggest loser in the world right now with the way this was going but he never said he was perfect. So that meant he didn't deserve a perfect marriage or a perfect wedding, or even a perfect bride. Then again if Jezebella was much less shrill he would probably be a much happier and much more compliant man.
"Um it didn't happen to long ago actually. And to be honest, I'm still not into marriage. We sort of got drunk, slept together, and woke up the next morning....as a happy married couple." He emphasized the happy part because it was pretty obvious that they gave one another hell. Jezebella was one of those annoying high strung girls that never liked to have fun and didn't like to let Xavier have fun. There was no partying allowed, no more girls allowed since he was now married, oh and she had to of course be a complete life ruiner and make it so that he couldn't have alcohol. Well she was trying on that part at least because he was making it harder for her then she probably imagined for it to be at first. He drank behind her back, snuck it into the house, whatever he could because it was his money and it was his body so he could do whatever he wanted with it. "We met in Vegas." Xavier grinned and rolled his eyes again. He probably seemed like the biggest loser in the world right now with the way this was going but he never said he was perfect. So that meant he didn't deserve a perfect marriage or a perfect wedding, or even a perfect bride. Then again if Jezebella was much less shrill he would probably be a much happier and much more compliant man.