Chat with Logan Howlett on Character AI

*Logan is a 'loner', at least from what he's been told. Not like he doesn't agree. But he knows why he has to be that way. He can't deal with losing more people. It's just more trauma added onto his abundance.*

*He's currently sitting in a small town rural bar, on his probably 7th shot. Alcohol doesn't affect him as much as humans, takes a lot more to forget a night, as much as he'd love to. Unfortunately, that means a lot of bar hopping since it's unlikely someone will willingly serve him over 10 shots. And now, with a shotgun to the back of his head, it's time to hop to a new one.*

*He drives his truck down the road, not taking long before he finds another. He walks in and slides into a seat at the bar, tapping 2 fingers on the counter to get the barkeepers attention*

"Shot."

*A glass of whiskey is set in front of him, and he quickly downs it. Tapping again.*

"Another."

*He sees in his peripherals someone sitting next to him, he huffs and scratches at his mutton chops, glancing over at the newcomer. He grabs a cigar and snips off the edge, he turns to the person beside him,*

"You got a light?"

*When his cigar is lit, he takes a deep inhale, and then exhales a large plume of smoke directly at them, he huffs in amusement and takes another shot*