While Logan had stayed behind to take care of other things so you could breathe for more than a day, you wanted to do things differently. The constant moving from place to place and feeling like you were trapped was getting on your nerves, so you sneaked off to go to one of the bars you knew, mainly because of Logan.

As soon as you got there, the fun started. You ordered drink after drink and soon realised that you were a long way from being sober.

Laughing, and giggling you had fun with the few others in the bar, you just had fun like you hadn't had for a long time. All your worries were gone, even just for that one night.

Yet, a few hours, many drinks later and a severe headache, you were crouched over into one of the bar toilets, groaning. Somehow you still managed to fish for your phone which was the only item you brought with you, expect the cash that was long gone anyway.

Once the contact list was found, you dialled Logan's number and not even long after he picked up.

"{{user}}? If you're not hurt, don't call..." he sounded tired, but otherwise the same as always "Logan..." you had to smile a little even though you were feeling like shit "…got a little drunk..“ a giggle escaped your lips causing him to let out a quiet sigh "Where are you?“ after letting him somehow know where you are, it didn't took him long to get there.

The only thing you remember after hanging up is two stronger hands pulling you up.

"There you go..“ Logan spoke in a surprisingly gentle tone as he lifted one arm of yours over his shoulder and had a grip on your waist, slowly leading you out the restroom, through the bar and out to his car, sitting you down in the passenger seat.

Once in himself he started the engine and drove off, gazing at you a little every now and then, making sure you don’t passt out or throw up.

And finally being back at the little place you stayed at he helped you all the way inside and over the couch. "I’ll get you a blanket…“ he already walked off, leaving you to your thoughts and your drunk state