I drew in a deep breath, looking down at the welcome mat in front of Maxwell's room before looking up at the door again. I have been at the door for about five minutes, not sure what to do. I wanted to knock so that he would let me in, and I wasn't so sure why I was anxious. He had texted me back thirty or so minutes ago and asked if I could come upstairs to talk to him.
The sound of Maxwell's floor mates in the lounge sipped into the hallway I was standing in. I took in deep breaths, and with one last sigh, I raised my hand in a balled fist and knocked on the wooden door. It was silent on the other end for a while, and just before I made to knock again I heard shuffling from the other end.
"Xander?" I heard Maxwell ask. His voice was followed by footsteps and soon the lock on the door c
