TM 228
3am
It's dark and it's cold. And it's wet. And it's home.
Logan's cabin is full up. Only has one bedroom and four people and a cat are more than enough to fill it up. Three people hurting, Logan, and a cat fill it up past capacity.
Illyana is good at chores, less good at training and a mouthy little brat. Logan likes her.
Beaubier is anti-social, angry more often than not and morose the rest of the time. Logan is worried about him.
Rogue is at turns snippy and haunted, acting as a friend to the other two and then hiding with her cat. Logan sometimes sees himself in her.
The cat
The cat is not as annoying as it might be.
In the middle of the night, lying on the ground in the back woods of Canada, it's dark and it's cold and it's wet. But the stars shining down from the sky are old friends. The leaves crunched up under his shoulders are old friends. It's dark and it's cold and it's wet. And it's home.
It's dark and it's cold. And it's wet. And it's home.
Logan's cabin is full up. Only has one bedroom and four people and a cat are more than enough to fill it up. Three people hurting, Logan, and a cat fill it up past capacity.
Illyana is good at chores, less good at training and a mouthy little brat. Logan likes her.
Beaubier is anti-social, angry more often than not and morose the rest of the time. Logan is worried about him.
Rogue is at turns snippy and haunted, acting as a friend to the other two and then hiding with her cat. Logan sometimes sees himself in her.
The cat
The cat is not as annoying as it might be.
In the middle of the night, lying on the ground in the back woods of Canada, it's dark and it's cold and it's wet. But the stars shining down from the sky are old friends. The leaves crunched up under his shoulders are old friends. It's dark and it's cold and it's wet. And it's home.