Every time Logan heard his phone go off and signal a notification, he rushed to check if it was Patton, but it never was.

It's been two months since Patton had left him on read.

Six months since they'd spoken.

They'd gone a year barely talking, so why was this hurting so badly now?

Why? Emotions. The bane of my existence.

He looked through his camera roll. He had a photo album of just him and Patton and sometimes just Patton. Looking through it made him happy, but also upset that they used to be so close.

He obviously didn't want to break up with Patton.

And so he tried one more time.

Logan: Patton? Did I do something wrong? Or maybe you're just really, really busy? Just tell me you're okay.

Weeks passed by and no response came...

Until one day when he and Calypso were meeting at a restaurant since they were in the same city and he heard his phone ding. On instinct, he picked it up eagerly to check.

3 new messages from Patt 🎠💘

And he burst into tears.

"Logan...? You good, fam?" Calypso asked, awkwardly patting his back.

"PATTON TEXTED ME BACK!" he cried, somehow while smiling wider than he'd ever done before. His screaming attracted attention from a couple other tables, but he didn't care. All he cared about was Patton.

Patt 🎠💘: Logan! Oh my God I'm so sorry I never replied - I was in the hospital...