Peter walked outside and closed the doors behind him as he looked into the night skies. It was filled with stars all across, he sighted as if waiting for something bad to happen. He needed to stop worrying too much about the future and just look forward to the present. Nothing was going to get them, Peter was being paranoid. "Just waiting..." he muttered to himself as he turned to the cooler and opened it, pulling out cold Coca-Cola can. Shaking excess water off of it, Peter walked back inside and approached toward Logan, "Here you go," he said, handing it to the man.
A quick kiss on the cheek from Loika, made him smile and all his worries seemed to melt away along with the kiss. He knew the day would come where he would be an old man and Loika will go on without him.