[But - well, whatever. You wanna clean his place? Knock yourself out kid. Logan's dropping the paper bag onto the kitchen table, rifling through it to toss out a few items onto said tables next to it. Several burgers, both chicken and beef, and two big boxes of fries. He didn't know what to get and it's been a long fucking time since he's had the 'luxury' of take out. Caliban's nose never really appreciated it.
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[But - well, whatever. You wanna clean his place? Knock yourself out kid. Logan's dropping the paper bag onto the kitchen table, rifling through it to toss out a few items onto said tables next to it. Several burgers, both chicken and beef, and two big boxes of fries. He didn't know what to get and it's been a long fucking time since he's had the 'luxury' of take out. Caliban's nose never really appreciated it.
He goes for the fridge to pull out a beer.]
Eat whatever you want.