The moment his father came home Xander bounced up the stairs to his room , water droplets flying from his still wet curls , grabbing the letter in damp hands as he raced down the stairs to fulfil his task . It seemed his father had already had time to stop off at the pub after work , the smell of alcohol nauseatingly familiar to Xander even at the age of seven . He grabbed the letter out of Xander 's hands and tore the envelope open violently .
As his eyes skimmed the contents of the letter his face became pale , twin red splotches appearing in his cheeks .
Emotion: Anger