Reina mindlessly sat with her feet pulled into the chair as her favorite pizza place. She wasn’t entirely sure who she was supposed to be waiting for, but she supposed the person would probably at least have a vague resemblance to Logan, or at the very least someone who looked just as confused or curious as she was. Mindlessly she nibbled on the pizza in front of her, carefully picking off a bit of pineapple and tossing it in her mouth. What even was Logan’s brother’s name? Was he twelve or was he an adult? It might have been helpful for her to have asked Logan at least one of these questions. No matter who he was or what he looked like, he would have her phone, that was what was really important. Her phone held all the most important things to her, her contacts, her pictures, her music, not to mention it was the only way that she really had to contact people, including work, which she would likely be out of a job for missing. Her eyes flicked around the room again as she took another bite of pizza, then focused her attention on the door, hoping that whenever he walked in she would just know.
@jacksondonovan
