2nd Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon

[fh_jackass]

Logan was in the kitchen. Cooking. Because when you were in a kitchen, working with a blender, you could call it cooking. Even if the result was more beverage-y than food-y. It was practically summer, anyway. Perfect time for a cold iced drink. With tequila.

The television was playing "Annie".

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[soldtoarmenians]

"I'm not sure if you're offering me one or introducing me to a newbie by that name, but I'll take either," Xander said, moving towards the drinks with a grin.

[fh_jackass]

"Drinks," Logan clarified. He poured a glass and handed it to Xander. "So what are your plans from here out?" he asked.

[soldtoarmenians]

"Getting that trunk down to the first floor would be the immediate one," Xander said, waving his non-drinky hand towards it. "Well, no, avoiding that for a while would be the immediate one. Then eventually the movingness."

[fh_jackass]

"Good to have long-term plans," Logan grinned. "I'm taking off tomorrow."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Going home?" Xander nodded towards the trunk again. "I'm just moving down to the first floor. Staying for the summer."

[fh_jackass]

"Going... elsewhere," Logan said with an expansive gesture. "Start with Cabo, most likely. If I don't catch you before I go," he offered his hand to Xander, "it was good to meet you."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander paused, then nodded and shook it. "Is still Was fun hunting porn with you. Except for the not-fun parts."

[fh_jackass]

Logan nodded and smiled. "Good luck, man. With... whatever."