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So, fun fact about myself: I talk to myself ALL. THE. TIME. Like, grocery store employees look at me weird when I'm shopping, that's how bad it is. Idk why I do this, but I do. And, in between my college classes, during my downtime, I will talk to myself and pretend I am talking to Poe. Constantly. Wherever I am. This man has absolutely changed my brain chemistry, and I will never forgive him lol
Drabble #19
“I got into a dogfight again.”
the stars sparkled brightest on clear nights, of course. it was only clear night when he visited her. gesturing to the numerous cuts held together by closures in the place of sutures. the lacerations weren’t too deep this time, kalonia had still given him hell though. and that ginger.
“I’m okay, though, promise. nothing I haven’t been through before.” he rushed to assure her, holding his hands up in a little shrug.
“but uh, everything is going fine here. the tree is looking really well, it’s even brighter than last time. wish you could see it...”
his gaze drifted off, back toward the ranch. he’d walked here, but it had already fallen dark. kes would begin to worry soon.
“do you-” he turned back up to look to the sky. “do you think he’s proud of me?” a pause. “armitage wants to meet him but I don’t know... don’t know if...” but she knew this already. being one with the force, and all, or whatever it is that happened when they died.
leia said it was like stardust. every life was like a bit of dust travelling the galaxy- having broken off from a larger celestial body and found its own path only to one day fall into orbit with an asteroid or a moon or a star and become one with the world again.
“I hope it’s okay that I...” he ducked his head a little, running one hand through his dark curls. “no. you wanted me to give it to someone special... of course, you’re happy. I just don’t know about what he’s going to think when he meets ‘tage...”
overhead, a few stars twinkled against the dark.
“I love you.
goodnight, mom.”
