Logan took you out to a bar, because 'he wanted to buy his man some drinks', but it just ended up him being all drunk.

You were sitting next to him on the bar stool, constantly giggling and laughing at him while he was trying his best to act sober. Your hand went to his heated up and flushed face, brushing the small strands of his hair out of it with a small smile on your face.

"You're drunk as hell" You grinned, your hand still caressing his head.