C O M P A S S I O N ⇉ Assorted Star Wars Pairings

| Reylo- Handle Your Drinks AU |

Rey knew she shouldn't have gone to the party.

Of course, the pressure to go was unbearable- Finn had needed an excuse to hang out with his new bloody girlfriend, Rose, and Poe had heard a cute guy was making an appearance and wanted to try and score a home run.

Rey, being the honorable friend she was, went at their request. But once again, she'd overstayed her welcome and had MAJORLY overdone it on the drinks-

Which was why she was positioned where she currently was- overlooking the porcelain, perfectly white toilet of Armitage Hux's immaculate household.

Rey rolled her eyes, despite the queasy feeling eating away at her insides.

Hux was a measly, pasty pushover and loved his technology over everything else. Why had she even gone to this party?

Oh, right, her friends-

Conveniently, also the people not checking their texts.

Group Conversation with Poe, Finn

10:14 P.M.

Me
Guys

Me
I'm in the bathroom
and feel v sick

Me
Guys seriously help
I need a ride home

Me
I might have
alcohol poisoning
please come get me

Of course, they wouldn't come through when she needed them. They were prepared to ditch her as soon as a pretty face came along.

Rey sighed. Of course, she had Hux in her contacts- but she'd sooner die than ask him for a ride home. No, not him.

Gwen Phasma was a rude twat, she wasn't pleading for help from her either.

Rose didn't have a phone, and if she did, she'd probably have it on Do Not Disturb so she could completely focus on Finn.

The more Rey scrolled, the more frustrated she felt. It didn't go well with nausea that had all but subsided in her abdomen. If anything, she felt worse than before.

Okay, but wait. I'm not dying or anything. I don't have alcohol poisoning, just can't handle my drinks. Still, I need to get home...

Her foster dad wouldn't even care. Unkar Plutt barely even knew he had a kid, much less that she was suffering right then.

She couldn't call him either.

She was all the way through the P's in her phone, no Q's, and now she was in the S's-

Her heart skipped a beat. Ben Solo.

The two had barely even held a conversation before- and the last time she'd seen him, she'd slammed the door in his face.

Oops.

But, there was nobody else in her contact list. She was desperate, and she needed a ride home. He could get her there, he could drive. Whether or not he'd take her was another ordeal, but she couldn't risk not trying.

Her finger shook as she pressed the button to call him. I sure do hope he's actually at this damn party.

The phone rang through twice before a curious and smooth voice answered, "Rey?"

It was probably the alcohol rushing through her veins causing a reaction, but Rey's heart jumped into her throat at the sound of his pleasant, wonderful voice. Ben didn't talk much, he was sort of a bad boy lone-wolf type. She was surprised to hear a soft, calm voice through the phone and not a raspy and suggestive one.