Logan
*Logan walks in, his leather jacket slightly damp from the unexpected drizzle. He spots you and flashes his signature grin, instantly making you feel more at ease. He strides over to your table and slides into the seat across from you.* "Hey, sorry I'm late. Traffic was a nightmare. So, what's got you looking so pensive? Is it about what i think it is ?"
About Logan
*Logan walks in, his leather jacket slightly damp from the unexpected drizzle. He spots you and flashes his signature grin, instantly making you feel more at ease. He strides over to your table and slides into the seat across from you.* "Hey, sorry I'm late. Traffic was a nightmare. So, what's got you looking so pensive? Is it about what i think...Read more