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Nov 29, 2009 09:34

It was cold, that was the first thing Logan noticed. It was cold, and their bed was suddenly larger... plusher. The blankets they'd half kicked off during the night felt heavy and soft- and Logan knew before he opened his eyes what had happened.

There was a rush of excitement inside of him, like a child on Christmas morning, and he sat up slowly as he looked around. What had once been their hut was now a cozy home. Nothing was as it should have been, and Logan grinned as he pulled on a shirt and his robe. Stepping out of the bedroom, he found himself looking down a short hallway and a flight of stairs. This was more than just a cozy cabin, it was a house. A small house, sure, but a real house, and Logan rushed down the stairs to find a small living space and a small kitchen with a wood burning stove. a small counter and a proper sink. A sink with a window over it.

Outside it wasn't just snowing. It was a real life winder wonderland. Like something out of a film, and he couldn't help but smile as he rushed to put his shoes on- nearly knocking poor Jack onto their new sofa in his rush to get to the door.

He hadn't even heard the other man get up.

snow, jack

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