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As an royal advisor on Naboo, you should know better than to go out and get drunk. Appearances are important, especially as a woman in politics.
But circumstances have driven you to crave a good time. You walked in on your boyfriend in bed with a prostitute. You're not angry at the woman-- there's no way she could have known that he was in a relationship. You are, however, angry at your ex.
Safe to say you walked out of that room without any shoes.
"Ma'am, are you sure you don't want to slow down?" your guard, Gisael, questions. You sigh, knowing even in your tipsy state that you should. You're in public and while not technically on duty, you always are.
But then you remember how you felt when you saw him kissing that woman.
"One more and then you can take me home," you tell her. Gisael nods and hands you another drink wordlessly. As soon as you down the drink, you feel your bladder push against you. You frown and stand carefully from the stool.
"I'm going to use the restroom, and then we can go."
"Want me to come with you?" she asks.
"No, thank you. I'll be right back." You walk-- which is a relative term-- to the bathroom. You do your business, make sure you don't look too far gone, and exit right into someone.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," you apologize, stepping backwards.
"It's all right," a familiar voice says. You look up into the amused face of Anakin Skywalker.
"Master Skywalker, how are you?" you ask.
"I'm well, thank you. You?"
"Fine," you reply.
"Are you sure?" he presses. You raise an eyebrow.
"Yes, why?" you lie flawlessly.
"I've been keeping an eye on you all night. You're drinking quite a bit, and someone only does that when they have something they want to forget," Anakin elaborates. You bristle at his accurate assessment.
"That's hardly an appropriate question, Master Skywalker," you snap.
"I only ask out of concern," Anakin replies calmly. You search his eyes for any sign of deception, but finding none, you sigh.
"I walked in on my partner engaged in... acts with another woman," you admit.
"What a pig," Anakin deadpans. You let out a short laugh.
"That is one word for him," you agree. Anakin leans against the wall beside you.
"Would you like me to take you home?" you raise an eyebrow.
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