#op:logan

Allison: Not unless you have a different request.

Evelyn: Trust me I'm only half way paying attention to him.

Allison: When are you coming home?

“So do you think this your guy?” Addison shook her head, while looking over at the cop. “Naw, he jumped bail but he isn’t a killer.” The brunette stated, before looking around some. “The FBI is on there way. Seems like it might connected to the others.” She nodded some. “Well hopefully they figure it out before this happens again.” As she was leaving, she seen the SUVs pull up. That was when she seen the familiar redhead step out. “Holy fuckin’ shit. You are suppose to be dead.” Subtle had never been Addison’s thing.  If this was in fact who she thought it was. She was going need a full bottle of whiskey. “Logan Camden.” 

[ @trashydemigodmess​ ]

Addison: Not cool making my sister live in that sin den. :P

It was barely a couple days after Thanksgiving and Allison was already playing Christmas music, and she had boxes out that had ornaments inside. This was all she wanted actually all of those years that Logan was gone. She just wanted to spend Christmas with her well now wife. But she also wanted to this year right considering it was their first Christmas together since everything. “Baby!” The brunette called out. “I got us a tree! We have to go and pick it up right now.” She knew that the house probably already looked like Christmas started throwing up in it but there was so much for her to do yet. “Also what do you want for Christmas, baby? And you can’t say me because you already have me.”