[And with the grace of a professors single-letter email reply, that's all she wrote for now. Logan has shit to do - shit to rummage around in, to tear apart and put back together. He's gotten a little stockpile of his own supplies, from food he's not feeling the appetite to eat to the more important necessities - booze, NSAIDs and anything stronger he can get his hands on and only one fucking pack of cigarettes. He has found some cleaner shirts, though, so after slipping one on he'll eventually make his way back previously trodden land to the apartment where Stiles screamed himself (the both of them, really,) awake not too long ago.
Even though he said the door's unlocked, Logan knocks his knuckles against the door before trying it - thinking that this kid's more likely than not to be Home Alone-ing it up. He shoulders his way through the door soon after that, a satchel on one arm and fresh bandaging around the knuckles of one hand.]
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[And with the grace of a professors single-letter email reply, that's all she wrote for now. Logan has shit to do - shit to rummage around in, to tear apart and put back together. He's gotten a little stockpile of his own supplies, from food he's not feeling the appetite to eat to the more important necessities - booze, NSAIDs and anything stronger he can get his hands on and only one fucking pack of cigarettes. He has found some cleaner shirts, though, so after slipping one on he'll eventually make his way back previously trodden land to the apartment where Stiles screamed himself (the both of them, really,) awake not too long ago.
Even though he said the door's unlocked, Logan knocks his knuckles against the door before trying it - thinking that this kid's more likely than not to be Home Alone-ing it up. He shoulders his way through the door soon after that, a satchel on one arm and fresh bandaging around the knuckles of one hand.]