Ignorance

Logan’s heart sank. He hated seeing his Patton so upset. He set the cookies on the nightstand. ...I’m sorry... I-I was simply overworked and under pressure...

Logan sighed heavily and looked back at his work, clenching his head. God, what was wrong with him..? He looked at the stress dog, and gently squeezed it. He began ...

I said, I need. To finish this. Goodness, why must you keep insisting on something as silly as this... you are being a distraction, so please, leave.

Oh, what an astute observation. (/s) Could you please leave me alone for the time being? I need to work on this.

No. Like I said, I’m busy. And I have to work on this stuff for Thomas.

...Fine. He’s not being controlled, he’s just highly irritable from being overworked.

I’m fine. Just busy. And that is not “barely above a whisper”.

Logan tensed a bit. ...Thanks, but please, do not talk so loud...

(Ooh, I like it, I’ll start it) Logan sighed as he worked. He sipped at his coffee, bags under his eyes.

(Logicality hurt/comfort then, how should it work?)

(Hmm... I’m kind of in a hurt/comfort mood tbh, any pairing works)

Heh... yeah, uh... Revenge awkwardly smiles. Awkward silence. (...I don’t know where to take it from here-)

Mhm! This is Revenge, an old friend of mine. We met in the mindscraps one day when I was making my rounds. Revenge, this is Judex, my boyfriend. ...Wait, you’re ...

Well, uh- I- Revenge looked down, sighing. Then, he noticed someone in the distance. He gasped. ...Wait, is that..?! Luther noticed as well, and his eyes widened. He went over. ...

Revenge blinked, offended and hurt. ...Ouch..? And for the record, I got these from living in the mindscraps alone for six years, and it's a pain in the :!: to ...