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Isadora took a deep breath, bracing herself for Ashoka's reaction as she confessed, "I... I had sex with Anakin."
Ashoka's eyes widened in disbelief. "You what? Are you kidding me? Weren't you guys enemies?"
Isadora nodded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I know, I know. It's complicated... But things changed, and... I don't know, it just happened."
Ashoka shook her head, her expression a mix of confusion and concern. "But Anakin? Really?"
Isadora sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah, really. I never thought it would happen, but... I guess things aren't always what they seem."
As they sat together, Isadora poured out the details of her tumultuous relationship with Anakin, from their days as bitter rivals to their unexpected shift towards something more. Ashoka listened intently, offering words of comfort and advice as Isadora laid bare the complexities of her feelings.
"Well how many inches?"
Isadora blushed furiously at Ashoka's blunt questions, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Uh, Ashoka, seriously?"
Ashoka shrugged, her expression unapologetic. "Hey, I'm just curious. You don't have to answer if you don't want to."
After a moment of hesitation, Isadora let out a nervous laugh. "Well, um... I guess he's... pretty big," she admitted, her cheeks growing even hotter at the admission.
Ashoka raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye. "How big are we talking here?"
Isadora's cheeks flamed as she stammered, "I-I don't know, exactly... I didn't exactly whip out a ruler or anything."
Ashoka chuckled, clearly enjoying Isadora's discomfort. "Fair enough. And what about... how many times did you guys... you know?"
Isadora shifted uncomfortably, feeling a knot form in her stomach. "Um, a few times," she mumbled, avoiding Ashoka's gaze.
Ashoka's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, really? You two must have really hit it off."
Isadora nodded, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and confusion. "Yeah, I guess so. It's all just... kind of a blur, to be honest."
Ashoka grinned mischievously, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You know, Isadora, you're living every Padawan's dream right now. All the other girls are probably simping over Anakin."
Isadora rolled her eyes, feeling a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "Oh, great. Just what I needed to hear."
Ashoka laughed, nudging Isadora playfully. "Hey, take it as a compliment. You've got the hottest Jedi Master wrapped around your finger."
Isadora couldn't help but smile at Ashoka's teasing, appreciating her friend's attempt to lighten the mood. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But trust me, it's not as glamorous as it sounds."
