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[blackhole_heart]

After stalking out of the restaurant in New Tokyo, I don't go straight back to the docks. My feet move without thought, taking me down those dark, dangerous streets that'd apparently look so nice splattered with my intestines

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[runaway_logan]

It was late when his com started buzzing, and Logan had been fast asleep before the vibration setting caused it to bounce right across his nightstand. He'd been having earlier and earlier nights lately, having found that his bed was one of the few places he felt totally relaxed and comfortable still.

Reaching out, he pawed around blindly for the com, swearing when he managed to knock it to the floor. Giving in, he put the lights on as dim as they'd go, and dangled off the bed as he snatched it up from the floor and pressed the green button.

"Hello?" he mumbled, voice dry as he rubbed sleep from his eyes.

[blackhole_heart]

"Hey," I murmur, lips tugging into a faintly relieved smile, "Woke you up, huh?"

[runaway_logan]

"Kinda," Logan replied, yawning as he sat up slowly and rested back against the headboard.

"Uh, what's up?"

[blackhole_heart]

"Nothin'. I'm kinda, uh... Down on the street, right outside your place," I say, something like a wince in my voice. "I can come back later, I was just, you know..."

Around? Not exactly. I shrug, even though he obviously can't see it.