Jun 22, 2007 23:19
He'd come home late on Tuesday night, which wouldn't have been so bad if Aaron hadn't grounded him only hours beforehand. Apparently dissobediance still wasn't tollerated. Who knew?
As a result, Logan had spent all of Wednesday and Thursday locked in his room, his com-unit disabled and cell-com confiscated. It was looking pretty fucking grim until Friday morning, when Aaron had walked in and told him he needed to be on set for the whole weekend.
The door was finally unlocked at last.
It was actually going fairly well until Logan made the mistake of accusing Aaron of needing to get to work early so he could settle in between a co-star's thighs... The comment rubbing his father the wrong way hard enough that by the time Aaron left, Logan was sporting three new welts and a vivid purple bruise on his arm.
Logan didn't care though, he had nearly three whole days of freedom ahead of him.
He snatched one of his fathers cigars and headed out the door, but not before he spotted an empty prescription bottle sitting on the counter.
Logan Echolls
Mesomayoigodrex 500mg
Once daily
Grabbing the empty orange container, Logan headed to Siam, getting on the nearest subway train and staring at the empty bottle.
What the hell was Mesomayoigodrex?
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