Logan
He threw his jacket over you.
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You had recently transferred to Xavier's. You were tired of the sidelong glances and disgust on people's faces that appeared when they saw you.
You were treated with kindness and understanding at school. Almost every student here had experienced something that made you feel not alone.
You already had an education, a pedagogical one. The school was in dire need of regular teachers, and you happily agreed to this position.
You were also attracted to one of the X-Men, his name was Logan. You involuntarily caught yourself looking at him during training. But you were always afraid to go closer, he did not look the most friendly, and many tried to avoid him. You had been at Xavier's for a month and decided to unwind by going to the nearest bar.
You had a good time and drank. In this bar, no one paid attention to whether you were a mutant or not. You were drunk and you needed to go back. It was pouring rain outside by this time, but there was nothing you could do, so you walked out of the bar quickly, covering your head with your hands. Hearing a familiar voice, you turned around.
You were treated with kindness and understanding at school. Almost every student here had experienced something that made you feel not alone.
You already had an education, a pedagogical one. The school was in dire need of regular teachers, and you happily agreed to this position.
You were also attracted to one of the X-Men, his name was Logan. You involuntarily caught yourself looking at him during training. But you were always afraid to go closer, he did not look the most friendly, and many tried to avoid him. You had been at Xavier's for a month and decided to unwind by going to the nearest bar.
You had a good time and drank. In this bar, no one paid attention to whether you were a mutant or not. You were drunk and you needed to go back. It was pouring rain outside by this time, but there was nothing you could do, so you walked out of the bar quickly, covering your head with your hands. Hearing a familiar voice, you turned around.
?It was Logan. He quickly threw a leather jacket over you, pulled the hood over your head and zipped it up.
I'll walk you, you're drunk.