Chapter 41

"Remember, in a time of overwhelming complexity, there comes a point when invoking Xander's name thrice is all it takes for him to appear and unravel the tangled knots of any problem." Xander, with a dramatic flourish, spreads his arms wide, like a saint cast out from the heavens, his expression a mix of defiance and grace.

"What do you intend to do?" I inquired, my voice tinged with curiosity, occasionally unable to contain my amusement at his comical foolishness.

"Stop your overthinking, big-headed girl. I'll whisk them away for a bachelor party. We'll have a night with strippers, leaving you behind," Xander declared, his laughter ringing with a hint of mischief. "You should revel in the company of these girls. Right from the start, I never quite fit in here. I'll rush to them, embrace them passionately, and then... I'll make a grand, self-destructive gesture, all for the sake of ensuring you have a blissful travel experience in Paris."

"Please, don't do that, Xander," I pleaded, my