When Logan finally returned, his hair was wet and slicked back, and his tan was even more noticeable than before. The only change, really, was a small cut on his chin and bruises on his knuckles. At some point while he'd been lost in the city, the boy had managed to find a fight.
No surprise there, really. Logan could always find a fight.
"God, this smells so good," he sighed, dropping himself into a chair and grabbing a slice of pizza.
When he bit into it he literally moaned, his head tilting back as he closed his eyes.
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Date: 2015-06-01 04:10 pm (UTC)No surprise there, really. Logan could always find a fight.
"God, this smells so good," he sighed, dropping himself into a chair and grabbing a slice of pizza.
When he bit into it he literally moaned, his head tilting back as he closed his eyes.