“Are you sure you wanna do this?” Xavier asked a little nervously. “I made a crash pad at the bottom with the mattress, but we always used to end up smacking into the walls. You might get hurt...” “Well just think how proud Daddy Acrux will be if you manage to kill one of the Vegas for him,” I said. Xavier smirked and moved his tray to the top of the staircase, sitting on it as he prepared to race. I quickly copied him, gripping the two handles on either side of me as I teetered on the edge of the top step.
Pt 3 Tory and Xavier 🥺
