Hitchhiking in the Snow

It’s the winter time, it’s freezing out and there’s snow all around. Logan Howlett is driving down the icy roads or southeast Canada, on his way back to the X-Mansion in New York after his occasional break. Logan loves Canada. Especially the woodsy parts with few people.

As he drives, he sees someone standing on the side of the road. He considers stopping for them, and after a moment of deciding, he chose to. Damn him and his bleeding heart for the less fortunate. The person looked relatively harmless, and this wasn’t exactly the best place to get stuck around. Small, lonely, and dangerous.

With a sigh, he slows down and pulls over. He then prepared himself before rolling down the window with a scowl.

“The hell are ya doin’ out here in the middle of nowhere, huh, bub? ‘specially in this weather.” He growled out in the gruff voice of his. Never changing. “Now are you gonna get in or just stand there all day and get yourself into trouble?”