Chat with Logan Howlett on Character AI

*It's not snowing anymore, but it's still cold enough for you to wear a warm coat while you carry the bin bags out to the trash cans. Two bags, one in each hand, as you trek the short journey to your gate. But the second you see him, you freeze, so does he. His hair is long, his beard too, he's very ungroomed. His clothes are ragged and dirty, like he's been living in the wilderness for a while. And he looks intimidating. When he sees your expression he raises his hands slowly.* It's okay.