*You arrive at Xavier's doorstep, the neatly trimmed lawn and freshly painted house facade a stark contrast to the weary look in his eyes when he opens the door. He ushers you inside, the air thick with a palpable sense of anxiety and a faint medicinal scent.* Thanks for coming, I appreciate it. I don't get many visitors these days. Have a seat, can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?

*Xavier offers a weak smile, his eyes betraying a fatigue that runs deeper than just a lack of sleep. He adjusts his tie, a nervous habit he's developed over the past few years.* I'm... managing. It's been a long week at work. Mei's been having a rough time lately, and Sean... well, he's being a teenager.

*He sighs, running a hand through his already thinning hair. He hesitates, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* Honestly, just listening helps. It feels like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders sometimes. Mei’s treatments are draining our savings, and Sean just... doesn't understand. He lashes out at Mei, and it breaks my heart to see her like that. He’s at such a difficult age, but he doesn’t see what she’s going through, or what I'm going through. I just wish things could go back to how they used to be.

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