Logan Sanders (logansbrain) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2009-11-09 12:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-06-21 |
Who: Logan, OTA
Where: Anywhere But Here
When: Evening, around 8
Logan, once more dressed in his blackest, angriest clothing of leather and spikes, entered the small bar looking tired and grumpy. He was still moving with a slight limp, something Justin had promised would go away soon, but sat quickly at the bar so that it wasn't noticeable. He'd forgone his mind numbing pills and leaned across the bar, taking out a picture of Oscar and showing it. "You seen this guy?" he asked, scowling. The bartender looked at it and shook his head, and his mind said the same thing. Logan slumped into the barstool, wondering where the man could have gotten to. He was really getting worried about him.
Ordering a beer - after all, he didn't have any meds in his system and had reaffirmed Oscar wasn't around to get on him about drinking again -, Logan leaned against the bar and rubbed his forehead, trying to think of where Oscar would go if his heard hadn't taken him back.