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[mrkachow]

[ 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴 ]

Colette was aware she probably sounded a little intense, the difference between her and others though was that she was more than confident enough to not feel shame. Shame was for people who didn’t fight for their dreams. “I know a lot about good liquor, okay? I am easily the best person you could look to for this sort of thing.” She waved his offer off. “Non. I will buy it. It is polite for me to do as such. You can maybe buy something for us later if you’re liking what I’m showing you. I want this to be an experience, so please, do not try to outbid me here.” She gestured for the bartender to come back over to her and ordered them both a drink. When the drinks came she gently nudged his to him. “Go on. Try it. If you hate it, then maybe I will allow you to take over the tab. But you will not hate it. Non. You will love it.”

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Logan nodded his hand and put his hand out to motion her to show him. “Please, I’d love to learn.” He’d never been one of those people to swirl his drink in his glass before he drank it or understand what a woody flavor was supposed to taste like. Not that it wasn’t interesting but he wasn’t the type of guy to go to a winery. In fact, he’d gone once with a girl he was seeing but he didn’t get anything from it. He left blacked out and couldn’t remember a single thing, especially not what the wine tasted like.  “I’ll take you up on that,” he said giving her a small smile, already intrigued by what she had to say. Any gorgeous woman who had an accent and was passionate he would let lead him anywhere. Right now it was to a drink, which he was more than happy to oblige. Logan brought it up to his lips and took a sip before setting it back down. He slowly started to nod his head as he swallowed, looking over to her. “I like it, goes down smooth,” he said with a small laugh. “What else should I be tasting? I don’t know a single thing about describing it to you.” Logan couldn’t help but laugh at himself, knowing he was already in over his head.

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“I highly doubt it. You’d be a distraction without even trying,” she teased, looking down at her laptop to seem unfazed. How anyone could be unbothered by someone who looked like that, though, she was unsure. Sharpay quickly looked him up, and as it so happened, he was ridiculously famous, and also grossly wealthy, even more than her family was. “A pleasure to meet you, Logan,” she said with a grin, “I’m Sharpay Evans. I work in the theatre, but right now, I’m directing a musical at the high school. You know, enriching the young minds of the future, all that.” Though she knew it was pathetic, it was also quite convincing when she used it as a ploy to seem like a more charitable person than she actually was.

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“Ah, you flatter me, ma’am,” Logan said giving a small wave of his hand. Still, he couldn’t help but smirk at her comment, though he tried to keep it to himself as he looked down to finish setting up his things. Cruz would sooner rather than later be taking over where he left off and he wanted to make sure she was ready for it. He knew she had the talent but there was more than just raw skill to be a frontrunner on the racetrack. That didn’t mean he couldn’t get a little distracted though. “Sharpay Evans, it’s a pleasure to meet you too,” he said giving her a small nod of his head in greeting. “That’s actually really amazing. Do you enjoy it? I know teachers never get the recognition they deserve anymore because it can’t be easy dealing with that many kids, ya know?” He gave her a smile and leaned back into the chair, hoping she knew he meant it genuinely. 

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open starter location: gaston’s tavern

Colette didn’t normally go out to drink alone. She normally dragged along her friends or found a temporary date so that she didn’t have to deal with strangers bothering her. Tonight she was in a good mood though, so she was fine with new people trying to speak to her. She could easily handle her own if it came down to it and if anything, she was looking forward to a few drinks and maybe conversation. For a while she slowly drank alone and that was perfectly fine. Nothing soothed her soul more than a drink after a long day’s work. Eventually someone sat next to her though and began to speak and Colette turned herself so that she could face them properly. “Non, non, non,” she said with a sigh, shaking her head. “This is not the night to have a simple drink! It is the kind of night that you ask for the finest thing they have and just go with it and see where the night takes you. Are you afraid to take a risk?” She held her drink in her hand. “This? Very expensive. But it okay. Because tonight will be a good night. Would you like me to order you one? I can pay for it this time.”

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Logan came to unwind from a stressful day at the track. He could keep himself slipping lately, getting distracted, not driving like he used to. For so long he’d been unafraid of anything that could happen during a race but since meeting everyone at Radiator Springs he’d found something to keep him from being as bold as he used to be. Logan was still getting back into the groove of things while also getting ready to hand over the torch to Cruz. She was the legacy now. That’s why when it came to coming to the tavern for a drink after wasn’t something he did for it to taste good. “Hm?” He questioned upon hearing her, his face breaking out into a smile. Logan was chuckling to himself while listening to her offer. “Guess I’m just not a fancy kind of guy but I could be convinced.” Whatever she was selling he was buying, she seemed like she knew way more than he did about this sort of thing. “I got it, I’ll cover yours too since you’re showing me after all.”

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Sharpay was so not one for the library, but she needed to get work done. There were edits that needed to be made to the script for the spring musical and there was a basketball game going on at the high school, meaning the parking lot was entirely full and it was going to be too loud. She hadn’t even thought about needing to reserve a room, but apparently she should’ve as she heard the door open and a handsome stranger ruined her silence. “I can give you the room, but I wouldn’t mind some eye candy while I work,” she replied with a smirk. “You’re–I’ve seen your face before. You’re, like, some athlete or something, aren’t you?”

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He didn’t care all that much about having some company, especially if they were beautiful. Logan wouldn’t be in her way if she needed the room and was happy to leave it to her if she didn’t want him there. Although upon agreeing to share it with him a smile broke out on his face. He couldn’t help to be at least a little flattered that he too thought he wasn’t half bad to look at. It seemed as though they were on the same page in that regard. “I promise I won’t be too distracting.” Logan made his way in before sitting across from her at the table while starting to unpack his laptop from his backpack. Her words caused a laugh to bellow out of him while he nodded. “An athlete, in a sense,” he said, a bit cheeky at the thought. “Logan McQueen, professional race car driver at your service.”

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who: @sharpayyyyy​ where: honestly... who knows. 

Walking into the office space he’d reserved for the day he was surprised to see someone else already in there. Whatever comment he had was long gone the moment he saw how pretty she was. Not that he would be rude but he couldn’t help but be a little more taken back now. Blondes, it was always a blonde. “Did they double book me or does the room come with a beautiful girl?” He gave a small smile as he leaned against the doorframe. Sure, he could just go find another one but Logan couldn’t help himself. 

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“Guess I just got distracted,” he chuckled. “Or maybe I should’ve had some more coffee.” It wasn’t unusual for him to not get enough sleep and work full shifts afterwards. It was expected he mess something up once in awhile. At least it was an easy fix, and not something that would’ve messed someone’s car up. That would have been bad.

Tim nodded, listening and trying to understand where his friend was coming from. “Well, if you were invincible, you wouldn’t be any good, would ya?” He asked after a moment of thinking it over. “I saw somethin’ once, said somethin’ like… Superman is a hero, sure. But wouldn’t we all be heroes if we were bulletproof?” Perhaps he’d strayed a bit off subject, but Mater felt it was on par with the conversation. “It’s the people that know they have somethin’ to lose and do it anyway. They’re the real heroes if you ask me.” 

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Logan raised an eyebrow, what might be the beginnings of a smile at the edge of his lips. If he could count on Tim for anything it was to get a little distracted but always getting the job done. He got there in the end, didn’t mean getting there wasn’t an adventure with him though. It’s why they worked together, Logan needed Tim to help loosen him up. “With the way you work, you could always use another cup of coffee,” Logan said with a laugh while placing a hand to his friends shoulder. 

He hated when he had a point. Logan let out a groan before sitting on a pile of tires. “It just used to be different when I was younger. I had a kind of drive where nothing else mattered besides racing...” His voice trailed off. He’d grown a lot and now his mind wasn’t as invested in winning as it once was. As positive of a change that was for him as a person, his racing took the brunt of that weight. “That’s just it, I’m scared to lose it but it isn’t racing.” Now he had a reason to keep living and one of them was right in front of him. “It was easier when I didn’t give a shit,” he said with a chuckle. 

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Lottie was determined. This year she wanted to add tot he table and not have Tia do all the work. Not that she knew a thing about working around the kitchen, but she knew how to read and that should be enough. So each week she gave herself the task of trying to cook something new, and have someone try it. Logan was always the best company for herself, and her eyes and he was going to be this weeks victim to some sweet potatoes. The kind with the marshmallows, and just enough sweetness to almost be a dessert. “I promise I aint put a lick of posion in them! It’s just my first time cookin’ them, so ya’ gotta be real honest if they’re bad or not. It won’t go breakin’ my heart promise. I followed every direction in my grammy’s book.” || @mrkachow​ 

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Her kind offer to cook him dinner was one he couldn’t turn down. It would’ve been out of character for him to not want free food and to spend time with a pretty girl. Lottie was a girl that radiated sunshine and southern charm. He couldn’t help but find it pretty darn cute. Whatever she planned to cook Logan didn’t mind eating, he wasn’t very picky. “I bet they’re great, they smell delicious,” he said giving her a smile. Logan prepared his bite before chewing and looking back over to her. “You said it’s your a first time cooking these? They’re damn good.”

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“It’s alright, bud, we all have our days,” Tim replied, offering his friend a cold water bottle. “I know I sure do! Just the other day I was changing a car tire, and I put the old one right back on. Twice.” He let out a soft laugh and shook his head. That’s what he got for not getting enough sleep. Somehow, he felt like Logan’s issue may be more than just a lack of sleep, though. Tim sometimes wondered if it was hard to get back in the driver seat after a crash, if he ever worried about it happening again, but he didn’t ask for the fear of getting it in his head if it wasn’t already there. “Is somethin’ on your mind?”

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Logan knew he was hard on himself. After being at the top he craved the feeling of getting back, he’d been better since meeting everyone at Radiator Springs. That made him realize there was more to him than being fast but that didn’t stop his striving to be back to where he once was. His mind hadn’t been in it for a few days now, wondering where he lost his luster along the way. “Tim,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “How did you manage that? And to cheer me up?” Logan put a hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze of appreciation. 

He let go and went back to grab his helmet from inside the car. Logan came back out with it in hand and gave a shrug. “Not really, just... thinkin’ about the kind of racer I used to be. I thought I was invincible,” he said, shaking his head at the memory that flashed back in. “I gotta get my fire back.”

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@mrsrabbitxo​

She was too beautiful for him to not stare a little too long. Every time he almost thought he wasn’t going to she’d give him a look and he’d find his gaze lingering a little longer than it should. She was a married woman after all. Logan was certain he would never make a move but it didn’t mean in another life he hadn’t wondered if he’d met her before Roger if he’d been able to take her on a proper date. Not that Roger wasn’t a good guy, he loved her better than Logan thought he ever could. He wasn’t meant for that kind of life anyway, right? He was Logan McQueen, a star, a speed racer, not a family man. Sometimes he just wondered what it would be like if he was. “So do you think you can come by this weekend? The track isn’t the most glamorous but I promise it’s fun if you give it a chance.” 

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@itsmisterrabbit​

Logan didn’t dislike Roger, the guy was nice and loved Jessica more than he probably could. She deserved someone good like that. There wasn’t anything wrong with him besides the fact he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed but Logan had his fair share of dumb decisions. After enough concussions he stopped thinking he was going to make rational decisions all the time. Perhaps that’s the very reason he’d decided to strike up a conversation with Roger when he saw him at the bar. “Surprised to see you here, Rog,” he said with a chuckle taking a sip of his beer. “I didn’t think this would be your scene. Jess here too or you come alone?”

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@latersmaters​

As he pulled into the pit stop he was already mad at the speed he’d hit during the lap. He could do better, be faster, but he knew it wouldn’t do anything to be so hard on himself. That never stopped him before though and it wasn’t about to begin now. Logan groaned as he pulled his helmet off, tossing it aside, and making his way out of the window to place his feet on the same track that he felt so betrayed by. Maybe it was just an off day but he didn’t care. He was Logan McQueen. He was speed. 

He went over to the pit crew where Tim was standing before sitting on the cement wall. “I can do better,” he grumbled. “I don’t know why I keep coming out of turn four like that. I’m too in my head today.”

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Tim was ecstatic that Logan wanted to match with him, knowing that while it sounded fun to him, some people may see it as lame or childish. But not his best friend, which was one good reason he was the best best friend a man could ask for. Still, he felt a little underdressed for a big party. “You think people will know who I am if I’m not followin’ you around all night?” He asked, worried someone would think he was just some random guy wandering around and get kicked out for not being in costume. “I still think PB&J would’ve been a hit.”

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Logan wanted something new and fresh for their costumes this year. He usually didn’t have matching outfits with someone but this was his main squeeze after all. Plus, these were too good to pass up. Logan wouldn’t let a good idea go to waste if he could help it. “Just say you’re a hockey player or something,” he said with a shrug. “Anyone who doesn’t get it isn’t worth talking to anyone.” Logan laughed at his own joke before nudging his friend. “Guess we’ll just have to stick together, stay close.” Logan started his way in, shaking his head as he walked. “We’re not going as a sandwich, Tim.”

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@latersmaters​

“Awe come on, Tim. You look great,” he said while waving his friend out from the car. Logan was always happy to drive them, being sure to take the route he could have the most fun on. Usually that meant the scenic route but there was no one he liked to bring with him more than his pal Tim. They had fun together, as unlikely friends as they were at the beginning. Once his friend was out of the car he placed a hand on his shoulder with a smile. “I think we outdid ourselves this year. Don’t know how we’ll top it.”

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“Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.“

Logan as Ferris Bueller

( feat. @latersmaters as Cameron Frye )

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“Well, they must’a got lost,” Tim laughed himself. He was only joking around, he’d wait forever to find the one, but he couldn’t fight how lonely he got. Nothing crazy, just a simple relationship, just someone to share his life with. He missed being in love, picking wildflowers to bring home, not sitting up watching reruns in an empty living room. “It’s a deal. Gives me somethin’ to look forward to, you know.” Drawing a little tow truck in the condensation on his glass, his gaze moved back to his best friend. “How you been doin’ anyway? Stayin’ busy, I’m sure.”

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Logan gave his friend a look, nudging him with his shoulder. “You just gotta get yourself out there, she isn’t going to walk into the shop.” He was better with women than his friend and he knew that, but that was because Tim was always too busy. It was only a matter of time before all the available women in Animania realized Tim was a great guy, even Logan knew his friend had a lot more to offer than he did. “I know you can’t wait to start our lives together but I’ve gotta give the other ladies a shot with ya first,” he joked back. It wasn’t that he’d mind spending his older years with his best bud but he knew Tim deserved more than that. “When am I not? Spending a lot of time at the track lately, feeling like myself again. What about you? What else is new if not your love life?” He said taking a drink of his beer.