PREFERENCES

Xavier stood in front of her with his hair dripping and the towel loosely tied around his waist. His eyes were distant and cold as he gazed at her.

"Mum brought these for you" Abigail said as she gave the clothes to Xavier and moved back to the closet to go change.

Xavier looked at the pants and shirt he was holding and he tried to picture himself dressed in these. A plain old blue shirt and a black printed pants, if Xavier had known that things would end up like this then he would have preferred they left yesterday. 

He looked at the clothes for a while and then he changed into them, he didn't have to stand in front of the mirror to see how he looked. He was sure he looked like one of those average men who walked on the streets heading to the grocery shop. 

He was a multi billionaire and not some ordinary man, if his acquaintances would see him dressed like this then they would probably think that Mr Quinn had a twin.