Mar 31, 2014
Some sort of apology || Rolo
Logan had a hard time just looking at the name on the phone, but Marley had insisted that he needed to talk to his brother and Santana had told him to do so as well. He couldn't deny that the distance didn't sit well wit him either. His fingers were slow to press the small letters that would form a message; the very first one between the twins in some time: Hello Monroe.
Logan felt that was very formal. He usually didn't even say a greeting: I think you and I need to talk.
