with max carried over from the meme-stream.

[jampony]

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.

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[jampony]

Do I even need to bring up the comparison with white whales here or?

[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.]