Title: Losing Oneself
Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Logan/Veronica
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 184
Summary: Veronica does her best to talk sense into Logan.
Caesar's Palace: Level 12 - In intervals of one hour you have to post 12 drabbles. (7/12 drabbles)
Veronica didn't look happy. "Alcohol is a vice, Logan. I wish you'd cut back."
"I'm just having a good time," he drawled before he lazily took another gulp from his glass.
Veronica took a step forward and with firm fingers, she prayed the still half-filled glass out of Logan's hand. "Logan, your parents were alcoholics. It runs in your family."
"It runs in your family, too, or did you forget your dear old mom?"
Veronica flinched. "I'll never forget my dear old mom. That's why I'm extremely careful. One of my biggest fears is losing myself to alcohol like she did, and I don't want that for you either."
"It's just about having fun," Logan started.
She shook her head. "No, it's how you dull your pain. Please, I don't want to lose you the same way I lost my mom."
For the first time, Logan looked as if he might actually be listening. "It's hard to stay away from it."
"You don't have to do it alone. I'm here, but please, try."
"I'm not promising anything," he warned.
She nodded.
"But I'll try."