bonnie deville (bonniedeville) wrote in wihh_logs, @ 2008-07-26 01:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | logan echolls, tesla echolls |
Who: Logan and Tess!
Where: The Grand
When: Toniiight, tonight. . .Um. Ahem.
What: Chatting, smooching and couch sex.
Rating/Status: NC-17/Complete.
Tesla had spent a half hour more than she'd planned "getting ready" after the conversation she'd had with Logan concerning Loki's joke about her fucking Veronica. She wasn't sure why it bugged her, maybe it was the whole 'I would never fuck the person I'm battling for Logan's affection" deal. She was so engrossed in that crap she blow dried her newly re-reded hair twice. She frowned, as if it needed that much heat attention after being colored twice in a week. She sighed and washed her face before scurrying to change into jeans and a hoodie and grab her cell-phone/Godbox.
Arriving outside the Grand was easy enough. Easy as willing it, and she made sure to arrive outdoors before going in to check her appearance once more. Way to fight with him, Tess. He'll be all. . pouty and mad when you see him. Then again, maybe that'd be hot. Stop it! Your hormones have completely consumed your brain! They have, they truly have. She gave a frustrated sigh, thinking back to the phone call with Shawn.
Love 'em and leave 'em.. Maybe that was best, but she wanted to learn that for herself. Shaking her head she opened the door and strolled in, hands in her pockets, smiling in his direction to bring on the appeal as best as she could despite the misunderstanding online. "Hey there, handsome. Sorry I took so long, my hair was. . .still wet."