Coffee house ~ dinluke au

Chapter 3- Irk

Din Djarin's point of view:

When I finally got to my apartment I burst through the doors and went straight to Grogu. His head perked up as he saw the cat food in my hands. "I know, I know I'm sorry." I apologised and rushed over to his bowl to give him his tea.

As he ate I browsed the business card once more, taking in every detail, making sure I didn't miss a thing.

I lay down on my sofa bed and picked up my phone. Bo was very dramatic about my phone, it was an iPhone however just an old one I got second hand. There was a crack down the middle of the screen however it still worked and ran anything that another phone would.

Once he was done eating, Grogu came and sat on my lap. I pulled out the onesie from my pocket and held it up to him, he pawed at it in intrigue. I pulled it over his head and once it was on he rolled over and then lay on my chest.

I rested my head against the arm of the sofa and glanced at the socials on the card. @LukeSkywalker. Ridiculous. I went to google and searched his name and sure enough there were many arrivals about him. Some positive some... really negative.

I browsed through a few of them, skimming over the long essays about his : net worth, father, inheritance and all that type of stuff I didn't care about. I clicked links that took me to his Twitter, Instagram and loads of other however browsing through them all just came up with business stuff and formal events. Nothing interesting.

I went to google images and scrolled through some of the pictures of him, mainly paparazzi. How was this guy so rich and had so many articles written about him and yet I didn't know who he was until I owed him thousands?

Not only were there photos of him as an 'adult', there were photos of him as a child with his parents. They were all linked to articles titled 'A new Skywalker.' Or 'A new inherent' even, 'A new hope for the Skywalker family.'

This all seemed extreme. I clicked on one of the pictures, a more recent one, and showed it to Grogu. "What do you think about him? Your gonna meet him in a few days." I new it was pointless telling him this, he didn't understand.

Grogu extended his paw and then pushed the phone out of my hand and it landed on my upper thigh. "Well I suppose I have my answer then." I strained to grab my phone.

As soon as Grogu saw Luke's face again he jumped of my lap and perched himself on the arm of the sofa. I clicked on one of the YouTube links and found a video of Luke at a business meeting, all meaningless to me.

Two things stuck out about him though ; his posture was perfect and he almost seemed uncomfortable being there and the amount of times he rolled his eyes at whoever was talking. I thought that was pretty spot on for the man I had met a few hours previously.

Everything I saw of him irked me. He was incredibly rich and hadn't even worked for it, he was ungrateful, rude, obnoxious and lost goes on and on.

As I got more and more riled up at a man I didn't even know that well I decided it would be best to just go to bed. Turning my phone off I got up to turn the light off. As I turned off the light it sparked and I sighed. Then I made my way over to my sofa bed and attempted to pull it out as it strongly resisted. Yet again I sighed and just let it be.

I went to bed with a pain both in my neck and my head.

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Short but I'm gonna write another chapter right now :)