Original: May 19, 2018
July 11, 2018
More pure stuff.
Logan laid down on his bed, wondering what had gone wrong. His head was throbbing and he couldn't think straight.
Not that he actually is...
Logan tried to recall whatever he recently did. Was it working? Was it just being near Roman? Probably being near Roman made me catch his—
"Lo? How you feeling, kiddo?" Patton entered the room, soup in hand. "I kinda felt something off so I made some soup for you."
"Thank you, Patton. I really appreciate that," Logan smiled, weakly. Roman and Virgil's head popped up.
"Greeting, Logan! I heard that you are sick?"
"He is sick, dumbbutt," Virgil said, clearly avoiding the 'a' word (Patton was there so he had to). "How you holding up? I told you that binge watching Sherlock would be a bad idea."
Oh, so that was why.
"I admit that was quite dumb—"
"We have a whole day planned for you! Well, I have. I made you this 1000 fact book about astronomy and astrology. There's some mythologies in here as well," Roman handed Logan a very thick book.
"Thank you—"
"I also... made you this plushie before," Virgil said, handing Logan a small bear that wore the same outfit as he was.
"T-Thank you–"
"Cuddles!"
"Patton, no–"
Let's just say Logan really thanked that he was sick.
(The others definitely did not spoil him.)