C7 Sleepover

Xavier

Wendy turned to me with a frown on her face, yanking her arm away from mine. "Eww, gross, Xavier! Why can't you quickly deny the statement that I'm your fiancée and tell her that I'm your little sister?" she asked, her voice laced with annoyance.

I frowned, taken aback by her outburst. Wasn't she the one who blurted that out senselessly? She should be the one to correct herself