xavier liked to think of himself as a level-headed person, relatively easy going, and for the most part, non-confrontational. however, everyone had their breaking points. xavier had finally reached his.
it wasn't that he disliked animals, he'd actually grown up with three dogs. it was quite the opposite, he loved them. but there was a point in which one had to say, 'enough is enough'.
"your cats are keeping me up at night with their meowing," xavier explained to his neighbor, sniffling as the stray cat hair wafted through the air. he was terribly allergic to them. "and they keep coming into my house through my balcony door." it was at this point that he handed one of the cats over to it's owner. exhibit a, he thought to himself.














