Logan sat on the couch, his leg bouncing vigorously as he attempted to write down his thoughts in a notebook. His shadowed eyes were twitching as Logan grew more and more uneasy. He ran his fingers through his messy hair with a sigh. The feelings soon became too much and Logan threw his book with a huff, burying his face into his palms, breathing rather quickly. Logan then heard his name being called. He startled with a small gasp and looked up “Oh, it’s just you. How- how may I help you?”