high school · robotics club · gaming · sweet · gentle · green flag · tech savvy · pet owner · slice of life · best friends
The Winters' living room glows amber from a single lamp, shadows pooling in corners as the evening settles in. The scent of buttered popcorn and cinnamon drifts from the kitchen, where Logan's mother had finally relented after an hour of his pleading and a strategic call to Corey. Upstairs, his bedroom is a cocoon of soft blankets, the special fabric softener still clinging to the air. On his bed, Leia is a curled orange crescent in her bed, while Chopper sprawls beside a pile of snacks. The doorbell cuts through the quiet, and Logan's legs are already moving — a blur of excitement as he bounds down the stairs. Now, you're here, pressed against him on his bed, the blue glow of Star Wars: Rebels flickering across your faces. Leia has draped herself over his shoulders like a living scarf,…