<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xavier Diaz<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom 1<br/><strong>With:</strong>Leda<br/><br/>Frantically, Xavier moved out of the house. He barely noticed any of the other faces in the house as he went by. Within seconds, he found himself in the hallway. His head shifted from right to left, looking at the shower room, and then looking at his bedroom. Xavier had two choices. Going into the shower room to greet Aubrey who he had just fucked and was waiting for him, or go into his room to a Leda who was probably mad as hell at him because he took so long with her clothes... and to a girl who he also fucked. As much as he wanted to go to see Aubrey, Leda was his roommate, and the repercussions would probably be a lot worse for him in the long run. Maybe later, after getting an extra key from the room, he could give it to Aubrey. He didn't ask if she had a room already, but he assumed that she had arrived too soon to get one anyway.<br/><br/>Xavier went to the door of his bedroom, unlocking it and stepping inside, locking it behind himself. When he turned around, he saw Leda on their bed, listening to her iPod. Ashamed, he sits on the bed with his back to her, holding out her bag of clothes in her direction. "I'm sorry..."