Strange Little Girl ((rp for benditlikebea))
Logan never wanted to be a father. Or so he believes and always has believed. He's good with kids. Teens. Teen girls. Generally. But he's lived a long while and never pictured a family. So, the one he supposedly had in the alternate world he doesn't remember, well, that must have been someone else's dream or wish or whatever it is the damned Scarlet Witch hacks in to for her jollies.
Doesn't mean he's not going to deal with it.
Beatrice Julia Howlett. Goes by the name he doesn't even use for himself. Well, BJH, let's get a look at you.
Logan walks purposefully into the coffee shop. He's not all that big on Starbucks, really, but the girls always seem to be. He gets a coffee and finds a table by the window. Settles down to read the paper and wait.
Doesn't mean he's not going to deal with it.
Beatrice Julia Howlett. Goes by the name he doesn't even use for himself. Well, BJH, let's get a look at you.
Logan walks purposefully into the coffee shop. He's not all that big on Starbucks, really, but the girls always seem to be. He gets a coffee and finds a table by the window. Settles down to read the paper and wait.