<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/KTwOo8F.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Manchester, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | A little after 6 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Living Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same shirt in pic, simple jeans and Adidas slip-ons (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQBjLq6UVYQcYAGUdYBx8V6xXXHmw6FYAZ2IEC7dmpU-RNAUa7U)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Rhonda<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Logan supposed he had started walking away without an actual destination in mind. He just moved away from the situation, from Mark, whose voice carried in a rather unforgiving way. But, when he bothered to look up at where he was headed, he realized it was around the walkway on the side of the pool, which had led a winding path to the smoker’s section.<br/><br/>Delaney was sat there, but she wasn’t smoking anything thankfully. So, Logan decided to walk over. He finished his piece of pizza before he made it to a seat. But before he sat, he hovered and awkwardly pointed to an available lounge style chair. “Mind if I join you? I did mean to talk to you earlier.” Assuming he could, he sat himself down in the chair next to hers.<br/><br/>“Time got away from me,” he confessed, figuring he didn’t need to go into further detail on that front. He gave a sigh, leaning himself forward and resting his elbows on his knees, keeping his head low so that his hair fell over his eyes. “I just wanted to say sorry again, for this whole situation. I know I mucked up the comp when I kissed you full on, that was… I shouldn’t have done that. Even though I wanted to.” He grimaced.<br/><br/>“Thing is, you didn’t come in at the same time as me. And if you had, I feel like we’d be in a very different situation right now.” He brought a hand up to push his locks backward, only for them to fall forward again. “You deserve someone who is able to make you their first choice.” He managed a heartbroken sort of smile, flashed it at her for a second, then turned his head down again.<br/><br/>“I can’t imagine you having a difficult time finding that someone.” Logan’s hands meshed together, his knuckles blanching slightly as he made a fist with one hand, the other acting like a wall to stop it, subtly. Logan picked his head up, looking across the pool. “Just make sure it’s someone who actually deserves you. Not someone who’s only here to make everybody else a pawn.”<br/><br/>Maybe Logan had no right to request that of Delaney. But, as they had both shared via texts earlier - feelings like theirs didn’t just go away because it was convenient. He wanted her happy, but he wanted her happy with the right person. Part of him worried he’d always waffle about this decision he’d made. But he had to stick to it this time. He owed that to Rhonda.