Home is where the heart is. (for Neil)

[echolls_cursed]

A lot of walking and one half-assed fight had brought Logan back to the hut. For some reason, he expected it to look different. Abandoned maybe. But no, it looked the same as it had the morning he'd left it. Yappy dog and all.

Max was jumping around in his pen, barking like a lunatic, and Logan hissed at him a bit as he reached the door. "Shut up!" he snapped quietly. "Jesus Christ, fucking dog."

Of course that didn't stop him from leaning over and giving the small animal a scratch between it's ears.

He thought about knocking first... but it was his hut too, and he wasn't going to act like a stranger. Yanking open the door he headed right inside, trying to ignore his nerves as he slipped into what used to be their room. His eyes settled on Neil instantly, half asleep and buried under a blanket... Logan had to stop himself from walking right over and asking the other boy if he was okay.

Instead he just stood there, like an idiot.

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[little_moons]

I wasn't even really asleep. After spending an hour trying to calm Max the fuck down, then finally giving up and putting him outside, I did what I've been doing way too much over the last few days. It's not like I've gotten a fucking bit of sleep... I just end up staring at the ceiling or trying to read all the books scattered around the room that I don't give a fuck about. And It's not like I haven't been out today or whatever. But the compound is too fucking depressing, and there's only so much walking on the beach you can do...

I hear the beads clinking together when someone steps into the room, and I assume it must be George. She's been coming and going more, especially since Daisy Adair has invaded her bedroom.

Groaning with the effort, I turn over, opening my mouth to make some crack at her about learning to knock, but the words stick in my throat. Not George. Oh.

So, I guess I'm not a complete moron, just laying there blinking at him blearily, since he's doing the exact same thing.