About two weeks later, things took a bizarre turn in Logan's room.
That night, I was out at a bar, drinking and chatting with some buddies, and I didn't get back until around 1 AM.
As I was heading up to the second floor, I could hear this constant moaning from Logan's room. Sometimes, Logan would go at it two or three times a night, and this was probably round two or three. I was pretty buzzed and just wanted to crash, but the girl's screams were keeping me up.
Unable to sleep, I went through my usual routine, sneaking onto the balcony and following the sounds. Crouching beneath Logan's window, I peered through the gap. What I saw inside stopped me dead in my tracks, nearly making me yell out.
There was a girl's pale body pressed right up against the window, her face right in the gap where I was peeking.
