closed starter for: @noasweettime & location: friday night @ 8:45 pm, logan's apartment
it’s unusual for logan to be in her apartment on a friday night. there aren’t many options for nightlife in colossal, but logan’s managed to make the most of it up until this weekend, where she can’t seem to escape the sound of noa sweet’s voice. the town is feeling too celebratory about 2nd heaven’s homecoming for her liking. she already had to dedicate her entire week to planning their return, she doesn’t need to hear their entire discography when she’s just trying to get drunk and not think about the show tomorrow. but regardless of what the rest of the town’s up to, logan’s not going to hide in her apartment like a loser. instead, she dialed dan pinkerton’s number and told him to come over — and to pick up chinese on the way. takeout containers were hardly touched and promptly abandoned on the coffee table. now, logan is on dan’s lap in nothing but her underwear. they don’t get much further before they’re interrupted by a knock at the door. “ignore it,” logan mumbles against his lips, though the visitor can almost definitely hear the record playing through the door. though she fully intends to wait out the visitor, she doesn’t quite have the patience for it. when they knock again, logan lets out a frustrated groan and climbs off dan’s lap. “coming!” she yells, grabbing her tank from where she’d discarded it on the floor and tugging it over her head. she yanks open the door, and her her expression doesn’t falter when she sees it’s noa standing there. “what?”