for Joe, before the concert

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It wasn't often Logan looked... tidy. It wasn't like he was dirty or anything usually, but he had a habit of wearing clothes that were too big, and the amazing ability to look a little raggy no matter what he had on. Today though, it was obvious some amount of effort had gone into his appearance. He was clean shaven for starters, something he didn't always bother with on the island, his hair had been trimmed, and despite sticking up on all ends it appeared to have been styled into place. And then there were the clothes. Logan hadn't been sure what he was supposed to wear, and in the end had settled on a blue button down shirt and a pair of jeans that not only fit, but appeared to not have a single hole in them.

It was a big day for Joe, and Logan wanted things to be right. He wanted this to be perfect for the other man.

Sitting on Joe's bed, he strummed the guitar once and then stopped, watching Joe and doing his best not to look as nervous as he felt. It was sort of a relief though to see that Joe was nervous too... and, well, sort of worrying as well. They needed to get it together, and fast, it was nearly time to head over to the stage after all.

"It's gonna be a great show," Logan said, breaking the silence. "You're gonna be awesome, man."

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Logan watched as Joe went silent, concerned for a moment that he'd done something wrong. Then everything sort of lifted, and Joe spoke again.

"Oh, definitely," Logan replied with a smirk. "Seriously, man, I'll be so big headed they'll think you're playing a duet with a bobble head doll or something."

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Joe snorted with laughter, feeling more of the tension ease, although he knew it'd be back as soon as they got to the stage and he had to do a sound check.

"That'd be fucking weird, man. Try not to get like that. It'd creep me out," he answered, laughing.

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Logan laughed and nodded his head, the tension and the nerves gone for the time being as he let himself just enjoy shooting the breeze with Joe. "I 'll do my best, Joe," he promised, bumping Joe's shoulder lightly with his own.

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"Yeah, man, I know you will. We'll get this shit out and it'll be fucking great," Joe decided. "Couldn't be anything else with two fucking geniuses like us behind the guitars, right?"

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"Right," Logan agreed, nodding his head again as he patted Joe roughly on the knee. "It's gonna be a good show. The best, man. The best."

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Joe was quiet for a moment and then he laughed and looked over at Logan. "Are we trying to convince each other or ourselves?" he asked, grinning. He was sure they'd put on a kick ass show, but they still seemed to be sitting in the hut, repeating the same shit to make themselves believe it.

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"I think it's a bit of both," Logan replied honestly. "And frankly I'm all for it, in fact, lets just sit here and talk about how awesome we are until the show's over."

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"Then we'll miss the fucking show," Joe pointed out, laughing as he relaxed further. If he couldn't have a bottle of fucking whiskey, then this was a good enough substitution.

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Logan laughed as well, shrugging one shoulder and then smiling. "Shit, man, we should probably start heading over there, huh?"

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"Yeah, probably," Joe agreed as he glanced out the window, figuring the best -- and only -- way to tell time without a watch was by the sun. Not that he was probably very accurate. "You ready?"

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"As close to ready as I'm gonna get. How about you, you ready? It's your big night after all," Logan pointed out.

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"Yeah, I'm good," Joe decided, giving a nod as he got up from the bed and flashed Logan a grin. "Got all my shit and I'm fucking ready, man. We gotta do a sound check first."

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Following Joe's lead, Logan got to his feet as well, raking his fingers through his hair nervously and then nodding. "Come on, let's go then, man."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

Giving Logan a light slap on the shoulder, Joe grinned at him and then headed for the door. "Let's go. Get this fucking show on the road," he said, sounding pretty close to cheerful about it.