Then there were three
Blinking slowly, in a futile attempt to cut through the blurred edges and fully comprehend the situation, Logan wound up just gazing up into the narrowed blue eyes glaring down at him with all the intensity of a blazing inferno, and smiled lazily. It took him a while to register the gun in the blondes hands but when he did, he managed to s l o w l y raise both of his own a fraction into the air, fingers splayed and palms shown in a casually disarming fashion. Other than that, Logan seemed entirely at ease with the situation; too sedated to have much in the way of concern. Nor did he appear to all that worried about the fact he was facing arrest.
It wasn’t his first rodeo, after all.
“Are you just not gonna learn?”
Her voice made him laugh, a barely suppressed giggle rippling through him as heavy-lidded eyes travelled the room, seeking out Hector. Once they found him they widened, hands reaching out in his general direction. “Hector. Hector, buddy. Do you have... coffee? I need a latte. It’s important.” As if he wasn’t facing arrest. As if Armistice wasn’t stood right over him, gun in hand.
“This shit makes you thirsty as fuck, man.”
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