Asexy Ships - Anxiety and Logic

Anxiety and Logic #1

Virgil's POV 

Everything was fairly quiet, except for the occasional car driving through the neighborhood. And the dramatic, obnoxious outbursts emanating from Roman's open window whenever he hit a creative block. Patton was probably either long asleep or sneaking back into the kitchen for a "secret" second cookie. I, personally, just didn't feel like being inside quite yet. I wanted the rest of them to go to sleep before returning back into the house. 

I heard the window in the attic creak open then gently shut again. "Can't sleep?" I glanced over and saw Logan in his Christmas sweater and some pajama pants. 

"Not usually. You?" 

Logan sat down next to me and looked up at the sky. "No. Roman's shouting into the middle of the night has me wanting to demonstrate the word 'defenestration' to him. And of course Patton doesn't hear it at all." He looked back to me. "So why are you out here instead of in your room?" 

"Sometimes the outside is darker than the inside. And calmer." I stared at the sky, still squinting. 

"Would you, perhaps, like to borrow my glasses?" 

I glanced at him. "Why, perhaps, would I do that?" 

"So you can see the stars?" 

"I don't want to see any dumb balls of fiery gas. I see one everyday." 

The corner to Logan's mouth twitched upwards. "If that was an insult directed to Roman, I approve." He looked back to the sky before standing up and leaving. 

I followed his departure with a frown on my face. Of course... maybe I was too depressing for him to want to stick around. I shouldn't be surprised. But it did sting a little. I returned my attention to the sky, squinting, hoping I could just fall asleep so I wouldn't have to go back inside. 

Except, my mind was still running through the whole conversation, wondering what happened to make him leave so suddenly. I mean, yeah, he doesn't do emotions, and I don't really either, but... what was that? 

I was still processing my 20th theory on why he left (maybe 30th, I lost count somewhere in there) when I heard Logan grumble from the window, "A little help here, Virge?" 

I glanced over and see him trying to shove an entire telescope covered in blankets through the window, unassisted. "What are you doing? Isn't that a couple hundred dollars worth of science-y equipment?!" 

"Try a couple thousand! Help me get it through without damaging it?" Logan instructed. 

After several minutes of Logan talking and me muttering curses under my breath, the telescope was finally laying flat on the roof, and Logan and I were sitting next to it. He was fiddling with little knobs while I was huffing. I watched him set it up, peering through it several times, turning some other knobs and readjusting pieces. He finally glanced over at me. "Well, aren't you curious about the stars or were you just wanting to be angst-y and peer into the void?" 

I cracked a small smile and scooched over to him. "How does this... thing work?" 

"This tool aids us in seeing remote objects, like galaxies and stars, far far away in space by collecting-" at my expression, he paused and said, "It's... it's a telescope Virgil. You look into this eyepiece here and you can see... stuff. That's really really far away." 

I eyed it suspiciously. "You didn't put any ink around the eyepiece, did you?" 

"Excuse me? Ink around the eyepiece? And possibly ruin one of the-" he paused and took a deep breath again. "No, Virgil. It was my understanding that you wanted to view the stars. Seeing as how we're in the city and there is a lot of light pollution, all you might get are stray stars here and there, unless you have a tool like this one." He took me by the shoulders and guided me to his telescope. "Just, trust me and look through this, alright?" 

I hummed nervously to myself, watching him suspiciously. He just stared back, starting to get impatient. Worst case, I suppose it would blend with my eye shadow... I sighed and peered through the eyepiece... and woah... does space really have these kinds of colors?! 

"What you're seeing is the galaxy M31, or Andromeda. It's the biggest galaxy we can see without aid of a binocular or telescope, except when there's all this photo-pollution around-" 

"You did this for me?" I turned and looked at him. 

He shrugged and uncrossed one of his arms long enough to readjust his glasses. "Well, you looked like you needed cheering up..." 

I half smiled at him. "Thanks Logan. That's... pretty cool of you." 

"Not a problem, Virgil. Would you like me to show you some other satellites?" 

I looked back into the telescope at Andromeda. "No, I'm alright..." 

"Alright," I heard him readjust the blankets and felt him place one over my shoulders. He sat down next to me and pull out a notebook. "Just try and not stay up too late looking through it. We probably have appointments to attend tomorrow." 

"Yeah, sure, whatever..." 

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