Who: Remy and Logan When: Backdated to Saturday afternoon Where: Garage What: More drinking
Remy found cleaning his motorcycle to be one of the most perfect activities to get his mind off things - like when he got caught every once in a while and couldn't charm his way out of it. Usually at the hands of the full grown Boyscout. He rolled his eyes at the very thought of Scott. The man needed to learn to lighten up a little. He wondered if he could ever con the older Summers into a little bit of proper R&R. Until then, though, he would continue with the taunts and his usual flair of blatant disregard for rules. He circumvented most punishments the same way he circumvented the rules, so he had yet to really find a reason to change anything.
Which was why he had set himself up in the garage with some beer. Two bottles of some nice high-brand hard cider and a few good cans of beer. They sat in a cooler beside him. The Cajun worked on applying some wax to his beloved motorcycle while he waited to see if his favorite "professor," Logan, would show up. Remy hoped he would. The older man had certainly missed out on some good times at the party. Of all the adults at the mansion, Logan was the one who had won the most respect from Remy, and he enjoyed hanging out with his mentor-figure. He hoped the afternoon would provide another opportunity for that.
Remy had just started humming and thinking those beers sounded really good, despite his guest not having arrived yet. If Logan made him wait much longer, the man would have an already buzzed drinking buddy before he could even start.