random shit that my characters do in there freetime

#1 Space Dad of the year

in the kitchen, 3:17 am

Golden: *has head on the table and has alot of beer bottles and acohol bottles around me and is crying*

Master Plo: *walks in, yawning tiredly* -? commander golden? wat r u doing?

Golden: tryna pass out (T＿T)

Master Plo: why?

Golden: so i can try and forget about a-a-alastorrr *cries more*

Master Plo: oh.. ur still into him huh.. the breakup must be hard on u.

Golden: y-y-yea *drinks another whole bottle of alcohol and continues to cry*

Master Plo: golden djarin... its 3 am.. how about u get to bed..?

Golden: not untill i pass out *cries while holding printed photos of me and al*

Master Plo: oh my sith.... u must rlly love him huh..? *sits next to him at the table*

Golden: h-he was the best.. b-boy-yfrie-end anyone could ask forr.. *sniffs and takes another sip of bottle*

Master Plo: *uses thw force to put the bottles far away from him* how about u and i talk instead?... *wipes his tears away* hm?. i may not know love because its against the jedi code, but i can help u move on..

Golden: ..o-ok.. *sniffs*

Master Plo: cmon. *gets up and helps him* lets go to ur room, we can talk there *walks out with him*

in goldens room

Master Plo: ...wow, u have alot of photos of everyone..

Golden: yea.. i love them like their my own brothers and sisters.. they just feel like family to me..

Master Plo: ok, i am seeing a couple of photos of u and alastor. wat should we do about that?

Golden: ..uhh..... ..oh no...

Master Plo: yep, take them down.

Golden: ...im goin back to drinking now.. *starts tk walk ouf bur he stops me*

Master Plo: no no ur stayin here. go on, take them down.

Golden: ..how..

Master Plo: ... was there a time where u two were fighting?

Golden: ... w-well.. a.. couple of times...

Master Plo: ok. so, as u aproch the photo, think of the time before or after or during when this photo happened when u guys faught.

Golden: *walks to a photo of me and him dancing* this.. was taken when we went to twis cornation. it happened before the dance, so, while we werw getting ready me and hin argued a little about what to wear.

Master Plo: ok, wat are ur thoughts now on this?

Golden: we shouldve went with my idea about us wearing something that matches twilight. and he made me wear a dress for some reason *takes it down and sets it next to the trash*

Master Plo: ok. but u look good in a dress.

Golden: that was three years ago. dresses make me look fat, especially pink dresses. i only look good in black and purple, sometimes lace and i look nice in poofy dresses. for some reason.

Master Plo: oh. ok then. next one

Golden: *walks near my closet to a photo of me and als first date* this was our first date. we had a arguemenr when i arrived. he was a littke upset with what i was wearing, and i told him that it was for a good cause. he still argued that i couldve dressed more formally, but i.. told him my conditions and he stopped complainging.

Master Plo: thoughts?

Golden: ...its.. my body. and.. uhm, my clothing styles..uhm, oh. it said on my profile about my outfit choices. *takes it down*

Mastee Plo: good job, only one left.

Golden: *walks next to my bed to see the last photo of me and him kissing* this.... was at a date. uhm.... we had a little fight about where to go for it, but, we soon found one. we found a really nice mountain and.. it had a nice veiw. that was my suggestion, but he wanted to go to... uhh... im tryna remember wat he said... anyways, he decided to agree with me and yea.

Master Plo: .... well?

Golden: u shouldve listened to me. oh, he wanted to go to a restaurant, in the middle of the day. and, it was njce, but it was more like, contry and cowboyish style. *takes it down*

Master Plo: good job. uve completed the first step.

Golden: ....am i gonna regret this?....

Master Plo: theres a reason for a break up, it means that this is not the way. so, u need to find someone new.

Golden: ..right, right... so, wats next?

Master Plo: now ur phone photos. but, *yawns* maybe u should get some sleep. u took a big step, i think we can stop here

Golden: ...ok... *hugs him* thank u... for helping me...

Master Plo: your welcome djarin... *hugs back and golden yawns* cmon, get to bed.. *sets him down* night golden..

Golden: night...

Master Plo: *walks out*

#bestjedidad  bummsr that jedi cant love. if they ever did, then i bet that they get hunted foe breakin the jedi code and get killed. hm.. anyways cya.