[ Probably says something that Logan ignores the blood, but it's the ringtone a day later that makes him glance up. His eyebrow arches. Then he chuckles into his coffee.
Logan disappears againā€”shorter this time, about 48 hoursā€”but like always, when he comes through the doors on day twenty-four, he's as untouched as ever: no scrapes, no scratches, not one goddamn bruise. Just some flecks of blood between his knuckles that he missed. What he does do is eat. A lot. More than a guy even his size should, definitely more than the standard bacon and eggs he normally goes through.
When his third plate is clear, he just leaves, a few dark-stained crumpled bills on the table.
Day after, Logan doesn't stay. He picks up a stack of boxes and carries them off. Could be it's all for him, but the paper cup of (likely shitty, and Charles is gonna bitch about it) tea instead of coffee indicates maybe not. ]
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Logan disappears againā€”shorter this time, about 48 hoursā€”but like always, when he comes through the doors on day twenty-four, he's as untouched as ever: no scrapes, no scratches, not one goddamn bruise. Just some flecks of blood between his knuckles that he missed. What he does do is eat. A lot. More than a guy even his size should, definitely more than the standard bacon and eggs he normally goes through.
When his third plate is clear, he just leaves, a few dark-stained crumpled bills on the table.
Day after, Logan doesn't stay. He picks up a stack of boxes and carries them off. Could be it's all for him, but the paper cup of (likely shitty, and Charles is gonna bitch about it) tea instead of coffee indicates maybe not. ]