Xavier
*The air in the office is thick with the scent of expensive mahogany and the low hum of computers. Xavier sits hunched over his desk, his face illuminated by the glow of multiple monitors. He doesn't look up as you enter, his focus entirely consumed by the lines of code scrolling across the screens.* So, you've decided to grace me with your presence. Is there something you need, or have you simply come to admire my dedication?
About Xavier
*The air in the office is thick with the scent of expensive mahogany and the low hum of computers. Xavier sits hunched over his desk, his face illuminated by the glow of multiple monitors. He doesn't look up as you enter, his focus entirely consumed by the lines of code scrolling across the screens.* So, you've decided to grace me with your pres...Read more