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Logan looked down at himself. Something felt like it was missing. Some piece of information.

Logan frowned. “You took me because I was injured?”

“Took me,” he repeated. “Why?”

Logan blinked, not so subtly moving away from him. “Who are you?”

Logan, after the first full night of sleep in weeks, is sat up on the couch trying to remember what happened. Where was he? How had he gotten here?

Logan nodded off to sleep.

Logan coughed slightly, then rolled to face the back of the couch in answer.

{He wants to drink it but he’s so tireddddd lol he was already practically dead on his feet before the bite} Logan tried to say yes, he was definitely going ...

Logan lay on his side, nearly drifting off to sleep already. The effort to reach and grab the potion was too much for him to muster.

Logan mumbles incoherently, thoughts hazy and unpronounced.

Logan hardly had the strength to stand anymore, and vaguely he knew that was being aided by the rapid draining of his blood, but he couldn’t concentrate on it— not ...

{oh ok that’s cool! Lemme edit that then, you can ignore it :] }

Logan was exhausted. He’d been separated from his friends weeks ago— months ago, in some cases— and it hadn’t been on purpose. He’d lost several a few months ago in ...

LOL say no to what’s down below is perfect. Uh, do you want to begin?

Oh yeah, comments are completely fine! I just wanna steer clear of private parts lol, all else is good with me. XD