Pleased - Ch. 1
He walks into his newly adapted home and right there, in front of him, there they are, his ex-girl and his friend. They're all over each other on the couch.
It's disgusting. But of course, him being him, he doesn't let his internal feelings influence his actions.
"Oh, don't stop because of my presence. Awkwardness is the last thing I'm thinking of,"
Logan walks over to the couch and sits down in the middle of the two out-of-breath lovers, Duncan and Veronica.
A cell phone rings. It's Duncan's.
"I'll be right there," he hangs up, "I'm sorry, Veronica. I gotta go somewhere. I know I said I'll be free tonight, but I have more important things to attend to."
"Ouuu . . . bad explanation, bro. Where did you get your training on how to be a player," Logan puts him legs on the table in front of him in order to get into a more comfortable position.
" 'More important things' . . . yeah, so what do I rank on your scale of importance," Veronica starts to gather her things, "You know what, forget it."
She walks out of the room and leaves only a loud slam behind.
"Damn, you really blew that one," the pleased 'o9er says as he gets up to leave.
"Where are you going?"
Going to see your girlfriend.
"Who are you, my mother."