#throwing them back 2 last year bc the potential 4 drama. chefs kiss

[giventakes]

closed for @coughsyrvps​ / O_O leaving a gift on ur stoop...

          “see— i see your mouth moving. i can tell you’re saying words. but none of them are making any sense,” is all logan can bring himself to say from where he sits across fern’s desk, not entirely caring to be scolded by the publicist right now. he’s well aware he was nowhere close to his best behavior the night before, but he isn’t he sorry about it! a little annoyed that his fucking eye stings every time he blinks, but he’s dealt with a black-eye before and he’ll be able to do so just fine now.

          (...the blowback from the night’s sponsors, though?...)

         “i mean— what would you have had me do, fern? he had too much to drink and was talking out of his ass— if i didn’t do something, someone else would’ve!” he’s leaving out a generous bit of information there (cough, thattheguywassayingshitaboutfern, cough), but it’s to save face here and— well, fern should be proud of that, right? image, and all. “it’ll blow over,” he waves a hand dismissively, wishing the conversation would change as soon as possible. “it always does.”