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"I have something called sensory defensiveness," Logan replied.  "Which means that certain sounds, smells, and touch can evoke negative reactions from me. I just thought you should know, in case you are wondering why I've gone out of my way not to touch people,"

"What does that feel like?" Roman asked, only to be slapped by Patton in response. Logan paid it no mind, only answering the question at hand.

"When I hear a certain sound that causes a negative reaction, it tastes like there's something metallic in my mouth. When I smell something that is too strong, it usually gives me a headache, but I have yet to find out if that is from my sensory defensiveness or because my family has a headache history. When a person touches me unannounced or for a long time, it feels like an itching sensation along the area they are touching, which only increasing until I step back. It is usually more extreme for strangers, for people who continue to provoke it, or for people I don't like," Logan finished. "Any other questions?"

"Is there anything we should avoid doing that would help you?" Patton asked.

"If you could avoid using styrofoam and allow me to set the boundaries in terms of contact, that would be wonderful. Otherwise, continue to live your daily lives," Logan said before standing up from his place on the couch. " I hope you'll forgive me, but I have an 8:00 class in the morning so I am going to go to bed. It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance and I hope to learn more about all of you in the future."

His roommates said their goodbyes as he took his leave, making his way around the table in the center of their living room and down the hall to his bedroom. It was only after he closed his door shut that he went over to his desk and pulled out a file folder labeled "Choices"

Now, many people would wonder why he would label a file folder simply as "Choices". The word "Choices" did not help people understand what would be in the contents of this folder. But, much like the password-coded files hovering in the vaults of the Death Star, it wasn't for anyone else to know. It was for one specific person to see. Himself.

He turned off the lamp his bedside and opened the file, taking out a singular piece of paper and allowing it to bathe in the moonlight as he took out a pen and a UV Light. The invisible ink was an extra safety precaution, he supposed to himself as he read over the words listed on it. He didn't think any of his roommates would find it interesting even if they did read it. It was only a list of words. A bucket list, as he's heard many people called it. But he sees it as too important to let go of nonetheless because they are things he wants to accomplish before he dies.

His list didn't have many things on it as of this moment. He had only just started thinking about it. Most things were added and erased again over the course of the coming weeks and they were in no particular order. However, the three points always remained were drink, stargaze, and light fireworks. It's pretty obvious of him to say he should start here and focus on coming up with more later, which leads to another question.

Which one does he do first?
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What does Logan do first?

Drink - Go to Chapter 118

Stargaze - Go to Chapter 119

Fireworks - Go to Chapter 120

Do Nothing - Go to Chapter 123