Insomnia

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Patton POV

After dinner, I cleaned up, while everyone else did their thing. The whole time I was cleaning, I was smiling.

I can't wait to see what Logan has in store for us.

The thought of the possibilities, I finished cleaning in 4 minutes flat.

"Now, to change into something more appropriate." I rushed upstairs and to my room.

I have an outfit idea already, but once I opened my door. There was a box, a short, wide one. And it had the prettiest, bluest ribbon wrapped on it.

It was surprising, yet suspicious. Cautiously, I approached the box and saw a dark blue note attached to it.

Hm.

I picked up the card, reading the silver words written on it.

I think this attire, would be more appropriate for the occasion.
I do hope you'll consider wearing this.
-L

The handwriting was so beautiful, clear, and elegant. It was written in an stunning font, I don't know the name of it.

L. It has to be from Logan, so there's no need to be worried. So I picked up the box and untied it, excited to see what's inside.

Inside was black pants, blue tie, white button up, and a light blue vest. That's odd.

Where have I seen this outfit before?

Oh!

I think Logan wore something like this before.

Not wasting anymore time, I stripped and slipped on the outfit Logan left me. I looked in the mirror, stunned. The outfit looked and fitted perfectly on me. I blushed.

Someone knocked on my door, I jumped a bit. I guess I was nervous, I gulped. They knocked again, "Patton? You in there?"

It was Logan's voice. I blushed even more, slowly opening the door. I popped my head out, "yeah I'm here.."

I swear, at that point, I was as red as a tomato. Because, right in front of me, was a well dressed Logan. Wearing a dark navy blue vest, a black tie, and his hair was slicked back.

If I didn't know any better, I would've thought he was gonna seduce me then kill me. Like James Bond.

"You okay? Are you running a fever?" Logan asked, feeling my head. Even his touch gets me weak in the knees.

"N-no I'm fine" I said pushing his hand away. "I'm just excited is all."

Logan looked at me, not convinced but doesn't push for answers.

He simply held out his hand, "ready?"

I nodded, placing my hand in his. Logan's hand was firm, yet smooth, almost like silk.

Logan led me down and out the back door, that led to the imagination. Made me wonder what he has exactly planned.

Logan POV

The imagination,is the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses.

Or in simple terms, the part of the mind that imagines things. We have a separate place, the 'backyard', where we can freely articulate our creativity. Which would explain Roman and Virgil earlier.

Nevermind. Patton and I walked side by side, enjoying one another's company. After some time, we stumbled upon the gardens opening. And just in time, we came right at twilight. With the moon and stars appearing in the sky.