[ It takes him, oh, an hour or so to finally go to her room. An hour or so of looking at her messages. An hour or so of fluttering between half-formed thoughts and memories of the park, the Finalizer, Leia.
He leans against her door for a second before knocking on it, keeping his voice light. ] I thought you said it'd be open.
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Date: 2017-12-17 10:47 pm (UTC)He leans against her door for a second before knocking on it, keeping his voice light. ] I thought you said it'd be open.
[ Even traumatized, Poe is a shit. ]