Logan did exactly as he'd said, buying clothes that actually fit and dragging it all back to his flat- His stupid, boring, flat.

"God this place sucks," he said, pulling a face as he looked around. An hour later and he'd emptied his own bank account buying himself everything from a new gaming system to some wall art. Stupid things. Things his older self had known he didn't need.

Bored, he texted Jack.

Whatever you're doing it's not as fun as me