[33 Apocalypse Ave, Sunday Morning]

[behindeyesonly]

Logan pushed "enter" on his laptop, securing the plane tickets he needed. Wednesday. Only two days and then he'd be gone.

Right now, he wasn't sure if he'd be coming back. It was tempting though, and that was exactly the reason he shouldn't.

[OOC: For a particular housemate, though the others are welcome to come in after the first thread.]

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[no_toast_thanks]

Thursday came downstairs quietly, hoping to let Friday sleep a little longer. He was worn out after yesterday's activities. She headed to the back door and peered up at the school, or at least where the school should have been. It was odd to see nothing towering over them.

With a frown and a shrug, she walked to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. "Good morning," Thursday said. "You're up early."

[behindeyesonly]

Logan looked up as she came in the room and smiled faintly. "Morning," he replied. "I was getting something done before I changed my mind."

[no_toast_thanks]

"Sounds ominous." She busied herself getting the coffee. "Coffee?"

[behindeyesonly]

"Please." He watched her a moment over the laptop screen. "I'm going home for the summer."