Song: John Williams - Rey meets BB8
Imagine: you're a homeless boy and you try to find shelter.
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Your belly rumbles with every few meters you walks down the streets of Coruscant. You don't remember the last time you ate anything.
Even though Coruscant is supposed to be one of the wealthiest places in the galaxy, you don't even get a glimpse of it.
Left alone to roam the streets by both parents, you spend your days searching for food and drinks just so you can survive, for what? You don't really know.
But now you haven't found any food in days. You're starting to lose energy, steps falter, you're tired and to top it all of, it's starting to rain.
You look around as the drops continue to fall faster and faster, you rush through the small alleys and the busy streets trying to find some sort of shelter. You already had your fair share of cardboard boxes already, dumpsters also made pretty decent homes over the past few months but tonight, you can't find a single place.
That is until you spot an open door to a house that seems pretty abandoned, it isn't unusual in a city like this for homes to be left to perish on their own.
You hastily close the door behind you, you're met with a warm glow casted around the house by a few small lights, it surprises you how cold it is inside the home though.
It doesn't seem like anyone lives here, judging by the coldness of the house and the state it's in. A quick look around can't harm you, right?
Your bare feet paddle down the large hallway, you've never seen such a big and rich environment as this house. It's a shame it's abandoned. Someone important must've lived here a long time ago.
You inspect every room, in search for any kind of supplements. You eventually end up in the kitchen. The food that's present isn't much but it is certainly enough to fill your small stomach.
You sit down on the high counter and slowly start munching away at the food in front of you. You close your eyes at the rich flavour. You can't remember ever tasting anything as good as this.
'Hello...' a female voice fills the room and it makes you startle. You quickly jump off of the counter and try to grab some food to go.
'Oh no... wait... please...' the droid raises her arms to prevent you from leaving. 'You can eat... it's fine... you can stay here...'
'Really?' Your voice comes out so small and hoarse, you could've sworn her features soften a bit. Which is practically impossible, she's a droid.
'You must be hungry, and tired..'
'I am...' you reply, tears pricking in your eyes. 'But won't your owner get mad?'
She shakes her head, 'my owner left a king time ago, I've been living here alone... I don't mind some company...so take a seat... I will get you everything you need...'
She gestures to the comfortable looking couch in the living room. You frown at her but you follow her direction. You walk over to the couch and you hop on, the food still in your hand.
