Black Butterfly || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

13 - A Typical Introvert

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"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."

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Skywalker, or I guess Anakin - I should get used to calling him that in my head so I don't refer to him by last name out loud. It was just a habit because that's what Obi-Wan calls him, but now that I reached us being on a first name basis, I should get out of the habit and take advantage of it. It shows that he's slowly starting to consider me a friend, in a way; which is exactly what I wanted.

Anyways, Anakin went upstairs with Rex awhile ago and I never saw him again. I did see Rex though, he came down alone with a device in his hand and he was slowly walking around the entire bar with it. It was a scanner, he was looking for anymore planted devices which thankfully I only put the one, so he never found anything else.

But he did end up going in the back employee area and as I passed by our break room, which is also our locker room, I noticed him scanning each locker. I just wasn't sure if he was checking if the lockers were bugged, or if Anakin is suspecting an employee to be the one who planted it and had hopes they'd be stupid enough to have another on hand. It could be both, which made me a little nervous. But I had faith that my little innocent act worked and he wouldn't suspect me at all.

Then after Rex finished his search, he went back upstairs and has yet to come back down. The club was open now and filled with people who were dancing like maniacs and sweating all over each other. It made me cringe, who the hell thinks rubbing up against a sweaty person with bad body odor is fun?

"That looks like so much fun," Ahsoka sighed as she poured a cocktail and eyed the crowd of drunken adults.

I side eyed her with a grimace that I knew she couldn't see. Of course she would would be enticed by something so — vulgar. Personally I've never been clubbing, I've been career focused since the day I realized what my goals were.

"We should coordinate a day off and go out, get to know each other better. Plus I feel like we could both use a little night of fun to dance the stress away." She turned to look at me and I plastered a smile across my face.

That sounds nauseating, "I would love to," But it would also be be a good opportunity to get closer to her. And who knows, maybe drunk Ahsoka will be chatty Ahsoka.

"Really?" She asked in surprise, like she had expected me to say no.

"Yeah," I shrugged as I handed out a few drink orders, "But when? We both practically work every night."

"Hold on," She held her finger up to me and swiftly pulled out her phone.

I couldn't see what she was doing at first, but when she put it up to her ear, I figured she was making a call. She waited a few seconds and tapped her foot on the floor with impatience, before finally, whoever she was calling answered - prompting her to speak.

"I don't care if you're right upstairs, I don't feel like making the walk," She rolled her eyes. That remark was all I needed to hear to know who she had called, "(y/n) and I need next Saturday off, I'm taking her clubbing." She said to her brother and remained silent as he mumbled words I couldn't quite make out due to the loud music, "Who are you, my fath-" She paused and straightened her posture as if she just got scolded or 1 threatened to take her brand new car away which she was gushing over for the first hour of our shift - she even took me outside to see it and cried, "Okay fine. Yeah love you too, bye." She hung up the phone with an annoyed sigh.