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Aaaand the female version of Logan!

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What if...?
Aaaand the female version of Logan!
- What? Who are you talking about? - Giselle asked confused. - Marcus. Is it his name? I mean the blond guy. - he said trying to not blush again. - Oh him... - she said rolling her eyes. - He’s not my boyfriend. - she said looking at him, she was studying him or so she tried. - I don’t have one. - she added just to regret it a second later. Why had she said so? It was no sense. - Oh sorry. It doesn’t seem like that... I mean... look at how he looks at you... - he blushed again and he felt so stupid, they were talking about work, so why had he said so? - Anyway, I'll make some calls in the next days and I'll let you know if somebody will show interest in your songs. - - Thank you, Richie Rich. - she said with a smile. It was the first time he saw her smile like that and he couldn't help but find her beautiful. - Richie Rich?? - he asked curiously. - Oh come on, you’re clearly a daddy’s boy. - she replied looking away. The smile vanished from her face. - What's it supposed to mean? - he asked. Logan wasn’t the type of guy who gets angry easily, but he felt a grip on his stomach. He did hate prejudices. - I didn’t want to offend you. - she said. - I-I meant that you’re rich and probably you don’t know what working for pay bills means. For you, everything seems so easy, like a joke. I don’t have so high hopes to receive an answer. - her eyes looked so melancholic that Logan felt a strange sense of sadness. - It’s not a joke. - he said harshly. - I know “what working for pay bills means”, even if my family is rich. My parents are, but I’m not. I’ve never wanted their money, if that what you’re asking for. I was lucky and I had chances that other people didn’t have, but that’s all, my life is the same of many other people. - he wasn’t offended, but he did want to be clear with her. - I’m sorry. I didn’t want to be an asshole with you. I’m-- I’m just not used to getting free help or... or good things for free. - she felt a complete bitch and probably she was. He looked at her straight in the eyes. His heart increased its beat for a few seconds. He did want to be upset with her, but he couldn’t. - It’s okay! - he said with a smile. - You don’t know me, so it’s okay. - he said reassuring her. - Maybe it’s a good reason to know me better. - he laughed. She looked at him thinking how few she knew about him. He was a sort of mystery for her because he wasn’t like anybody else she had ever known. She thought he’d had been mad at her, but he wasn’t. - Maybe it is. - she said and finally, she smiled again.
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Logan Monroe he is born in a rich family, he has studied in the better private schools and he has graduated at college in Newcrest. He has always a lot of new ideas and projects. Logan is cheerful and he's a good friend to hang out with. He is also a grounded guy, a good listener and a boy you can always count on.
“Paaaaarrrrttttayyyyyyy!!!!!” He howled while holding his bottle of beer in the air, receiving a few cheers from the crowd. Braxton had rainbow stripes painted on his cheeks, his shirt was off and hanging off from his pocket. Needless to say that the beta was in full party mode. “Monroe!” His eyes lit up when he saw the familiar face walk by. Going over, he playfully wrapped an arm around the woman’s waist and lifted her up without even thinking about any consequences. The wolf was here for a good time.
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