Ryloth, 21 BBY
(Sorry for a very short chapter)
Spitfire turned his back to me. I've never heard such bitterness in his voice before. Without turning to look at me, he asked me;
"Is my outfit ready?"
"Yes. It will be paid for tomorrow when we leave."
"Ok." He stood, and gently pushed my side so that he could get through. He walked away briskly, but I lingered a moment, wishing his hand was back on my side.
No.
Attachments are forbidden.
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