65 The Drunken Woman Was the Female Lead?

"Come inside."

Having no choice, Calix half-heartedly let Xander and Davin in. Leslie quietly watched the three men's interaction.

"Davin," Calix glanced at his other friend, "Did he drag you here? Aren't we supposed to meet at Viluxs this Sunday?"

Davin shrugged. A huge smile was plastered on his good-looking face, "That's another matter. Xander told me to come here. Violet's not with him tonight."

"So annoying," Calix openly rolled his eyes, "He should just go chasing after her."

"What?" Xander looked at Calix, feigning to be disdained, "Open your best bottle. I'll open mine when we gather at Viluxs later."

"You know I don't drink much," Calix smacked Xander's back, pushing him to move along the hallway, "You come here to make trouble for me when your girlfriend's busy."

"You told me not to glue myself at her hip," Xander scoffed, scowling at Calix, "Taking your word back now?"