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It didn’t take long for Logan to find his best friend, even among the haze of potheads. His loud voice ricocheted throughout the house, giving Logan an idea of where to find him. He didn’t approach yet, watching him interact with his sister. He and Matthew had been friends for years, since middle school and braces and having a crush on the popular girl. They’d smoked their first joint together, had their first drink together, gotten their first tattoo together. It was a hard blow when he’d been told that Matt was leaving for boot camp soon, though not a surprising one. That had been his plan all along. Graduate college, enlist. Meanwhile, Logan had no plan. Part of him considered enlisting with his buddy, but there was no appeal. He had a garage band, one that would probably never leave the garage, and a shitty job, nothing worth staying for.<br/>
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Once again, his eyes flicked to Katherine, or Kathy as he often called her. She seemed to be taking it a lot easier than he was. Then again, she had her friends, her parents. Matt was really all Logan had. The bottle of whiskey in his hand was helping to soften the blow, fortunately.<br/>
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He stayed in the same room as Kathy, intending on keeping an eye on her. He didn’t know half of these people, and he didn’t trust any of them around the girl that he considered to be his little sister as much as Matt’s. How many days in a row had he slept on their couch, with nowhere else to go? Their parents treated him like a second son. He’d known Kathy since she was like ten. He wasn’t going to leave her alone with a bunch of drunks and stoners.<br/>
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After a minute, he followed the girl to the kitchen, leaning against the counter and raising an eyebrow at the stench of pot on her. It was hypocritical, of course, he’d been smoking throughout the party. But he wasn’t in a sharing circle of joints, he smoked with one or two other people. “You look like you’re having fun.” He scoffed, grabbing a glass from one of the cabinets and setting it in front of her, pouring a generous amount of whiskey in it. “Making friends over there, or just getting as stoned as possible?” He smirked.​</div>