Logan looked up hazily when he saw Kathy walking around, looking in almost as bad of shape as he was. He got to his feet slowly and approached her, lunging for her when he saw her start to fall just a second too late. He knelt beside her, wrapping an arm around her and helping her to her feet. “Come on, you’re done.” He grunted, keeping his arm around her waist as he guided her awkwardly up the stairs, toward her bedroom. He wrestled the door open, finally managing to set her on the bed, closing the door behind them to block out the noise.<br/><br/>Immediately, he felt... weird. He and Matt stayed away from her areas of the house, he hadn’t seen the inside of her bedroom in years. He felt old, suddenly, remembering when he and Matt used to tease her when they were all preteens. “You... should probably get a shower.” He suggested, raising an eyebrow. The smell of pot mixed with alcohol was coming off of her, or perhaps the both of them, he couldn’t really tell. “Have you never learned about drinking in moderation?” He sighed, looking at her for a moment. Yea. Full hypocrite. He could barely stand up straight and he was pretty sure he’d told one girl that she was ‘good laying material,’ but he was lecturing her on drinking too much.<br/><br/>“Come on, shower.” He muttered, getting her back on her feet and guiding her to her bathroom, turning on the hot water. He’d undressed drunk girls before, and he’d even had to help some really drunk people clean the stench of alcohol off of them, but there was no way in hell he was getting her clothes off. “You... you got this?” He asked, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. Damn, he was definitely smooth with the ladies tonight. Not that he really considered being having to be smooth around Kathy, she’d seen him at his worst, in his soul patch, acne, and baggy clothes days. It was too late to impress her.<br/><br/>Even as that thought ran through his head, another one took over. She was, in fact, female. A relatively attractive female. Females were his preference, he was generally good with females. Would it really be that weird? For the first time, he looked at her as less than a kid sister, and realized with shock - she was hot. He’d never noticed before that exact moment that, if he didn’t know her, he’d probably sleep with her. That was a terrifying thought.