Chapter 27 Problem

A/N--Content Warning. I decided to let Xander talk, and he s a bit of a potty mouth. If you re not interested in reading a good deal more than the usual amount of cursing, it might be wise to skip this chapter. I apologize for any inconvenience, and thank you all for your ongoing support! XANDER POV "Drake, man, c mon. You gotta get up, or you gon be late for work," Callum nags Drake, pounding on his bedroom door. Normally I m the one who sleeps through three alarms, not Drake. This Nikki chick s got him twisted, and I ain t here for it. On the other side of his closed door, Drake groans and mumbles sleep gibberish. "I know it Sunday, man, but they got the new rollout of that software update and we gotta be online to run the online chat assistant to help customers adjust. Boss told us Friday this was happenin !" Callum continues. Ugh, enough is enough. "Dude, your office is in the living room! You don t even have to put on real clothes!" I