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Logan walked back to his room, for once in a good mood. His plethora of thoughts had been quieted temporarily by the beautiful day and his lovely Ace. Little did he know that this good mood would soon be threatened by the likes of his friends.
"Well well well, if it isn't the illustrious Mr. Huntzberger?" Finn greeted as Logan walked through the door. He immediately sighed, knowing that he was just about to get hassled for his disappearing act.
"We were beginning to wonder if those girls hadn't rallied together to toss you in a lake somewhere," Colin informed him.
"No, thanks for the concern guys," Logan replied sarcastically, hoping they'd just let him go to his room now.
"Well, since you are still wearing the same clothes as last night, albeit, slightly more wrinkled, I'm guessing you didn't sneak back in. So do tell us, Mr. Huntzberger, where you departed to after you sent the delicious Miss Sandra away last night," Finn said as he leaned back on the couch crossing his arms. He already knew the answer to this question, Logan knew he did, and yet he sat there expectantly.
"Out." He wasn't going to say more. He didn't need to hear it from them.
"Oh do you hear that Finn? He was out. Hey, Logan, in case you forgot, we're at Yale! We could tell you went out. Where this out is, however, we would like to know," Colin interjected.
"And I have to tell you where I went why?" Logan was getting cross with them. His friends certainly pulled their fair share of disappearing acts, and he never questioned them on it.
"Because we are your friends. You share your sordid affairs with us," Colin tried, with a smile that said "Give it up already, we know where you were."
"I have no desire to share my sordid affairs, as you put it, with you today. So if you'll excuse me, I have a class to get to." He promptly tried to walk away but Finn stopped him with a look of actual confusion.
"Since when do you go to class?" he asked, still looking as confused as any drunken night he had.
"We go to Yale, remember?" he threw back at them, "I do occasionally partake in a class or two." With that, he really was leaving, making a beeline for his door.
"Hope you had a good time with 'Ace' last night," Colin shot in just before Logan slammed his door. Where did they get off questioning him like that? They were in college for god's sake! It was his prerogative to see any girl that he wanted. And that's just what he was doing, right? Seeing a few girls, having some fun. He was not falling in love. Guys like him didn't fall in love. They went through their college years having a constant string of random flings with gorgeous girls. Then when they went into the family business, they married their pretty little trophy wives and proceeded to create the next heir. They did not fall in love and feel the need to give up their entire world for one single girl. He really had to get her out of his mind.
Throughout the day, he went to a few classes and wandered the campus rather lost. Soon however, he ran into Joanna, one of the girls that preceded Sandra. He vaguely remembered her taking it better than Sandra did. She had swallowed his excuse whole and probably believed him when he said he'd call.
"There you are Logan. I've been waiting to hear from you," came her sultry voice. She too, like the rest of the girls, was beautiful (but not like her he silently added). She had long red hair and sparkling hazel eyes. Suddenly, it came to him while looking at her. If he could just forget her for a little while, maybe this whole thing would be easier.
"Hey Joanna. I've just been busy lately. In fact, I was just about to call you when I got back to my dorm. But here you are in person, which is so much better, might I add," he told her as he turned on his charm. Just this one fling, I can do it. I'm not committed to Rory, he told himself.
"Well then, why don't we just go back to that dorm of yours and pick up where we left off last time around," she suggested as she linked her arm through his. She really was beautiful.
"That works for me." He began leading her to his room, not even realizing what time it was. If he had only looked down at his watch at this exact moment, the entire fiasco he was about to cause could have been stopped. But instead, he took Joanna where she should never have been.
Getting to his dorm, he was lucky to find Colin and Finn had gone out. He vaguely wondered if they decided to do that class thing too. As he and Joanna headed toward his room, hand in hand, he tried to psyche himself into this encounter. This isn't right, he thought, I shouldn't have to convince myself to have some fun with a perfectly capable and beautiful girl.
Above the closing door of his room, the clock read 3:15. About five minutes later, Colin and Finn returned to the room and began watching some random television show, completely unaware of what was going on in Logan's room. The scene was set for the begriming of the end.