Some days, Logan needed to get the hell away from the school before he snapped off some kid's head because they were being a smartass and otherwise being a kid in school on a warm spring day. And days like this, he thought everyone younger than him was a kid.
Days like this, he needed to go where no one knew who he was or gave a damn so he could be left the hell alone.
Meant a nice long drive from Xavier's and Westchester, and he thought that was a bonus; he got an itchy feeling in his feet and wanted to rove away, and he could actually do it without going all the way to Canada. Even if he still half-thought he was better off on his own and not with this whole team, in a way he didn't have a choice; they needed him and he needed something to do.
And it got him enough for a tank of gas and a beer.
He picked the bar pretty much at random, which meant that it was a good hour from the school and that it was more than half empty. He had his choice of seats at the bar and the 'tender was asking him what he wanted before his eyes had even adjusted to the dim light or his nose to the smell of beer and people.