There's Twice as Many Stars as Usual| L.S

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A/N: RIGHT OUTSIDE OF POINTS AT SILVERSTONE🦅🎉🎉🎉🎉🦅🦅🦅🦅
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[Charlotte]

The next morning, I wake up to an empty bed. The apartment is quiet except for the soft patter of rain against the windows. I stretch and yawn. I roll out of bed and head to the kitchen, where a note is waiting for me on the counter.

"Good morning, Char. Had to leave early for my training. There's coffee in the pot and breakfast in the fridge. See you later. Love, Logan."

I smile at Logan's thoughtfulness and head to the fridge, pulling out the breakfast he prepared. As I sip my coffee and eat, I glance around the empty apartment. It's a rare feeling to be here alone, but not an unwelcome one. I decide to take advantage of the quiet morning and make a mental list of things to do.

After breakfast, I clean up the kitchen and take a leisurely shower, letting the hot water wake me up fully. Dressed in comfortable clothes, I settle on the couch with my laptop and a blanket, ready to tackle some emails and catch up on work.

Around noon, I take a break and check my phone. A text from Logan pops up.

Logan🩷
How's your morning going?

Charlotte<3
Productive! Thanks for breakfast.
How's training?

Logan🩷
It's going well.
Should be done by 3. See you then?

Charlotte<3
Sounds good. I'll be here.

With a few hours to myself, I decide to indulge in some personal projects. I pull out my sketchbook and start drawing, losing track of time as I get lost in the creative process. It's therapeutic and refreshing, a perfect way to spend a rainy day indoors.

Around 3:30, the front door opens, and Logan walks in, looking a bit tired but smiling. I greet him with a hug.

"Hey, how was your training?" I ask.

"Long but productive," he says, kissing my forehead. "What about you? How was your day?"

"Peaceful," I reply. "Got a lot done and even did some drawing."

"Nice," he says, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "Let's relax for a bit before Mick gets back."

We settle on the couch, catching up on our respective days and enjoying the cozy atmosphere. A little while later, Mick rrives, looking similarly worn out.

"Hey," he says, dropping his bag by the door. "What's for ok

"We were thinking tof ordering in," I say. "Something comforting."

"Perfect," Mick says, collapsing into an armchair. "How about Chinese.
"Sounds great," Logan agrees.

As Logan places the order, I head to the kitchen to grab some drinks. We spend the rest of the evening unwinding, the rain outside providing a soothing soundtrack to our conversations. When the food arrives, we dig in, enjoying the delicious meal and each other's company.

The day ends on a relaxed note, with the three of us watching a movie together, laughing and joking as if the world outside didn't exist. It's a perfect way to unwind after a busy day, and I feel grateful for the calm, after the movie ends we all head to our rooms and we head to sleep