“Look, it’s fucking terrible out there. The storm took out all of the power and I could hardly see when I was driving... I’m sure it’s worse now.” Logan hated that she was late, her kid asleep in her room probably not caring about anything in the world. And it wasn’t like Logan was scared of the storm, she just didn’t want the other girl crashing on the way home. She’d totally blame herself. “Keegan isn’t here tonight, I doubt he’ll be back... if you want to take his room, please. Feel free. Or I can take his room and you can take mine? Seriously, whatever. I just... don’t want you fucking up your car because of me, y’know? Like, I appreciate you taking care of Taylor but... please. Just stay over. We can get some candles out and I have my laptop we can watch some DVDs until the power runs out.”