with max carried over from the meme-stream.
continued from here.
[Firewood was only gonna take them so far too. That meant going outside, and Alec wasn't thrilled with the idea so while she decides to hoof it for a pointless idea Alec is already in the kitchen with the biggest pot from the cabinets and a stack of irrelevant books from Logan's study.]
I feel like it'd be a whole lot easier to just Fahrenheit 451 our way to a warm bedroom. One of these is a catalog for a menswear collection. I really don't get what you see in him.
I feel like it'd be a whole lot easier to just Fahrenheit 451 our way to a warm bedroom. One of these is a catalog for a menswear collection. I really don't get what you see in him.

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There's already a fireplace and blankets, we don't need to turn a cooking utensil into a fire hazard. [ she knows it's only gonna get colder, but jesus. ] If our situation gets that dire, we can use the catalogs, but I really don't want to have to explain to Logan why he needs to find a new copy of Moby Dick.
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[Alec, of course, passes the books back over, but not before the quick quip. The fact that it also inadvertently called her fat was just some ironic icing. She wasn't fat, poised more than most of them, but definitely the white whale to Logan's Ahab.
His responses have been surprisingly tame, partly out of the control it's taking to conserve his own energy, and then because of how frustrated he was about being in the situation, to begin with.]