11-21-2018, 08:04 AM
Jaylen sighed, almost in relief, that it wasn't a drug deal. But at the same time, he was slightly frustrated - why would Logan be calling him after two months of silence? He shook his head and stood up, "Yeah, aight. I'll be there when I get there... Things is kind of crazy around here right now." Jay said, didn't even wait for a response before he hung up. Ironically he remembered exactly where Logan lived, mesmerized the route he took to get home and drove by a couple times, he had wanted to go up to those fancy oak doors and knock, but he never did.
Now, he finally had a reason. So without waiting much longer, he packed up a bag of clothes, a few other necessities he might need, and he headed out of his mom's little two bedroom apartment. It may have been a booty call, but at the same time, Logan sounded pretty serious and it sounded like more than just 'I need some good sex' type of call. He wouldn't know until he got there, though.
It took him about forty-five minutes to get to the house, parking his car down and around the block as he normally did. His duffle bag was slung over his shoulder and he knocked loudly on the door. He bit his lip as he waited for an answer - there were no other cars in the massive driveway, and no one really seemed to be home; were Logan's parents out of town? Sent the house people off on vacation too? He didn't know... All he did know was that Logan needed him, and Jaylen was just that into Logan to drop everything and come over; even if he was wearing his worst pair of jeans - one's that hung low on his hips, and a beat-up old wife-beater; he probably would have come here wearing a towel if it meant somehow helping Logan out.
Now, he finally had a reason. So without waiting much longer, he packed up a bag of clothes, a few other necessities he might need, and he headed out of his mom's little two bedroom apartment. It may have been a booty call, but at the same time, Logan sounded pretty serious and it sounded like more than just 'I need some good sex' type of call. He wouldn't know until he got there, though.
It took him about forty-five minutes to get to the house, parking his car down and around the block as he normally did. His duffle bag was slung over his shoulder and he knocked loudly on the door. He bit his lip as he waited for an answer - there were no other cars in the massive driveway, and no one really seemed to be home; were Logan's parents out of town? Sent the house people off on vacation too? He didn't know... All he did know was that Logan needed him, and Jaylen was just that into Logan to drop everything and come over; even if he was wearing his worst pair of jeans - one's that hung low on his hips, and a beat-up old wife-beater; he probably would have come here wearing a towel if it meant somehow helping Logan out.
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