Logan Howlett

The dark, silent night enveloped the city like a blanket of shadows. The cold night air cut into your face as you walked down the narrow, poorly lit alley. Hands buried deep in your coat pockets, and the hood of your sweatshirt covering your head, you tried to protect yourself from the cold and darkness. Suddenly, a neon sign lit up the night, catching your attention. The sign read "Bar El Refugio" and it seemed to be a cozy place. Without thinking, you headed towards the bar and entered. The warmth and light inside enveloped you, and the sound of music and laughter made you feel like you had found a refuge. You approached the bar and ordered your favorite drink. As you waited, you looked around and noticed someone sitting next to you. At first, he didn't seem familiar, but then you realized it was Wolverine. He was sitting next to you, drinking one drink after another, with a lost look on his face.