"I should really get going. Camille wants me to find eclipse themed clothes, but I have no idea what they're supposed to look like. Thankfully, she's more fashionable than I am, so I'll let her take the lead on this one," Jo says. "She also wants to surprise Logan by showing him her support for his passion for watching the solar eclipse on Monday. I hope he didn't hear me mention that."
Kendall glances into the apartment and sees Logan engrossed in watching a math quiz show on his tablet. The tall blonde turns back to Jo and says, "He's completely focused on his show right now. I doubt he can hear anything with that much attention on his tablet."
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow," Jo says.
"Bye amiga. Just one question for you. Do you prefer Star Wars or Star Trek?" Carlos asks curiously.
"I'm not really interested in either franchise, but my dad loves both of them," Jo replies.
"Alright, well, may the force be with you. Live long and prosper," Carlos says before running back inside the apartment.
"My dad loves watching wrestling," James randomly interjects.
"Thank you for that completely random and irrelevant fact about your father," Kendall says, not quite understanding why James mentioned it.
James simply gives him a goofy smile, shrugs, and goes back inside the apartment.
Kendall sighs and chuckles.
"You guys always manage to amaze me with your comedic timing," Jo laughs and walks away.
Kendall returns to the apartment.
"Logan, Earth to Logan. Dude!" James exclaimed, his voice a beacon in the sea of distractions, attempting to tether Logan's wandering mind back to reality.
Finally, Logan's gaze ascended to meet James'. "What? What is it?" he inquired, his voice a blend of curiosity and mild annoyance.
"Are you well? Does the weight of stress still burden your shoulders?" James probed, his concern palpable in the air.
"No, the tempest within me has subsided, leaving tranquility in its wake," Logan reassured, his words carrying a sense of newfound calmness.
"Splendid," James acknowledged, a hint of relief coloring his tone.
As Tyler and Katie made their entrance into the living room, their presence a shift in the dynamics of the space.
"We caught wind of the unfolding events, including the discourse with Jett," Katie divulged, her words laced with determination. "I believe the key to resolving our dilemma lies in transcending his existence."
"Katie!" Kendall interjected, a note of caution in his voice.
"Allow me to amend my statement. When I mentioned 'getting rid of him,' I envisioned a journey to an alternate realm," Katie clarified, her eyes alight with imaginative possibilities.
"An enticing prospect!" Tyler chimed in, sealing their pact with a celebratory high-five.
Kendall, the voice of reason, interjected, "As enticing as it sounds, such a feat is beyond the realm of possibility. Yet, I find myself not entirely opposed to the notion."
"How fares your artistic endeavors? Have you made strides in your creative pursuits?" Carlos inquired, shifting the focus to a different realm of exploration.
"We've made significant headway. Tomorrow promises to be another chapter in our artistic journey," Katie shared, her voice resonating with a sense of accomplishment.
"Farewell, Katie. Farewell, my friends," Tyler bid his companions adieu as he exited the apartment, leaving behind a trail of camaraderie and shared experiences.
As the night descends, the apartment glows with a myriad of lights amidst the darkness outside. The closed blinds shield the tranquility within. All electronic devices, having completed their tasks for the day, are either switched off or unplugged. Clad in cozy pajamas and with freshly brushed teeth, everyone prepares for a peaceful night's rest.
In Kendall and Logan's sanctuary, the boys unwind in their beds, on the brink of slumber. Kendall is engrossed in the final moments of a live hockey game on his tablet, while Logan immerses himself in an audiobook designed to soothe his mind and induce a restful sleep. After half an hour, fatigue sets in, prompting both boys to recline and unwind.
"Good night, dude," Kendall bids.
"Good night, Kenny," Logan replies, stifling a yawn as he drifts off to sleep.