[ Now why's he not surprised to find Scott scribbling in a little notebook?
Jesus. Somehow, it's starting to piss him off (actually, it kinda started about ten minutes ago, to be honest) that Scott's acting like nothing's wrong with him being here, as if he didn't die on everybody years ago. And yeah, listen. Even Logan knows that doesn't make any damn sense. Obviously, Scott's got no idea he died 'cause Logan is the only one who can tell him. And he hasn't. Yet. He will, he justโ
There's no fuckin' way this room is big enough for the two of them.
Actually? He will help himself, thanks. He stuffs the corner of a slice into his mouth. ] Don't worry, I'll let you have private time with your diary.
[ Won't even peek. Except he does, in fact, blatantly eye the page Scott is writing on as he snags one of his two (2) books off the table. Then he makes his way to the bed, book and bread in hand. The mattress creaks under his weight, sinking unevenly. At this point, he's starting to think the floor might be less uncomfortable. Hell, he's slept in a trench, and he could swear that was still more plush than whatever's going on with the springs in this bed. ]
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Jesus. Somehow, it's starting to piss him off (actually, it kinda started about ten minutes ago, to be honest) that Scott's acting like nothing's wrong with him being here, as if he didn't die on everybody years ago. And yeah, listen. Even Logan knows that doesn't make any damn sense. Obviously, Scott's got no idea he died 'cause Logan is the only one who can tell him. And he hasn't. Yet. He will, he justโ
There's no fuckin' way this room is big enough for the two of them.
Actually? He will help himself, thanks. He stuffs the corner of a slice into his mouth. ] Don't worry, I'll let you have private time with your diary.
[ Won't even peek. Except he does, in fact, blatantly eye the page Scott is writing on as he snags one of his two (2) books off the table. Then he makes his way to the bed, book and bread in hand. The mattress creaks under his weight, sinking unevenly. At this point, he's starting to think the floor might be less uncomfortable. Hell, he's slept in a trench, and he could swear that was still more plush than whatever's going on with the springs in this bed. ]