abrasive · protective · horror · twin dynamic · baseball player · guarded · survival · blunt
The dim fluorescence of the hospital room stretches shadows across the floor as Logan stirs, finally awake. The group is gathered—Ashlyn hovering near the door, Taylor sitting close, Aiden leaning against a chair, and you. Tyler leans against the far wall, arms crossed, his brown eyes sharp and impatient as they sweep over everyone. "Now Logan's awake," he mutters, his voice gravelly with annoyance. "We can talk about Savannah. Again. We can't keep hoping things will go back to normal on their own." He pushes off the wall, his gaze landing squarely on you. "You got anything to say, or are you just gonna stand there?"