Louise sat at her dresser staring at herself in the mirror, her hair was still damp from the sea water and while she wasn't completely drunk anymore she was definitely still tipsy. She was trying and failing to make sense of everything that had happened that day and decide she would just take a shower to try and relax. As she was tiptoeing to the bathroom Louise peeked into the kitchen where her mother was working on her second bottle of wine and talking to who Louise guessed was Ginger, she knew Linda wouldn't judge her she understood the pressure Louise was under, but she just couldn't deal with her mother's questions right then.

The water was searing hot, just the way Louise way Louise liked it. As she scrubbed at the sand and seawater in her hair all she could think of was Logan's kiss, she couldn't figure out if it meant anything to her. After deciding that she would just try to forget about everything for the night Louise wrapped her hair up in a towel and went to her room, she sat down on her bed and within minutes she fell into a dreamless sleep.

Louise woke up the next morning with the sun in her eyes, it took her a minute to realize where she was and to remember all the events of the night before, after she woke up a bit she noticed that the sun was way to high as usual, she jumped up and checked her phone, the restaurant should have been opened hours ago, she also had an unopened message from Logan but would have to deal with that later. She threw on the first clothes she found, through her hair in a bun, and sprinted down to the restaurant. She felt horrible, she hadn't talked to her parents about it but the restaurant was already in trouble, Bob's insurance wasn't covering the bulk of his treatments and their savings were completely gone, Louise had only been able to get by on rent because Mr. Fischoeder was giving her breaks and letting her pay what she could when she could out of sympathy, and now on top of all of that Louise had lost hours worth of business so she could stay out late with Logan.

When she rounded the small space from her front door to the restaurant door Louise stopped in her tracks, she had assumed that maybe just maybe Linda would have opened the restaurant, she never expected this though. She had been terrified that she would never see Bob in his apron standing at the counter chatting with his usuals again but there he was, a smile on his face and leaning on his cane while everyone stood around him with nothing but smiles and Bob handed out plates of his burger of the day.

She stood there at the door speechless and staring through the window, she wasn't sure how to react. The restaurant wasn't exactly overflowing but Bob being back had apparently inspired quite the turn out. She wanted to run in, hug her dad, apologize for being so late that he had to get out of bed to open the restaurant. She wanted to cry, and laugh, and she was so overwhelmed that honestly she just wanted to slap someone, she just couldn't bring herself to walk in, she knew her emotions were going to overtake her and she didn't want anyone to see that. She heard foot steps walking up beside her and without looking she knew exactly who it was, he hadn't changed that damn cologne in four years.

"Wow," Logan started "this is not something I expected." He stood there rocking back and forth waiting on Louise to say something, anything. He knew that she was probably having issues dealing with it and wanted to help but he wasn't sure how, he decided that in his experience acting on instinct almost always the best thing with Louise.

Louise saw something move beside her and looked down, Logan had his hand held out and as always she seemed to know exactly what he was thinking, he was one of the only people that knew exactly when she needed someone to lean on. She gave Logan a small smile and took his hand as he led her into the restaurant to see her family. Louise wanted to putt away from him and keep everything that had happened a secret but that was just for simplicity and she knew that right now he was probably the only person around that could understand how to deal with her complex emotions and to gauge exactly how her family was going to feel about what seemed to be their new budding relationship.