POE DAMERON(1)

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FINN'S FACE FELL

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FINN'S FACE FELL.

"What?" Poe hissed at his friend. He was staring to the left of Poe's head. Following his friend's line of vision, Poe turned around, searching the crowd for the unpleasant thing that had caught Finn's eye. His eyes landed on you....flirting it up with the target...at the bar...with your hand on his arm...laughing. Poe whipped around, trying to compose himself before he did something drastic.

"Wow buddy, I don't like the look on your face," Finn placed a hand on Poe's arm and gave him a skeptical look. "I'm sure she's just trying to get the information from him. This might be the best way, he won't suspect a thing. Let's hang back and let her do her thing." But Poe wasn't having any of it.

"No. It's not the best way." He tugged his arm away from his friend and set a determined course towards you with a grimace on his face. Your hand on that disgusting alien. You laughing at his jokes. You flirting with him. Definitely not ok.

"Hey!" Poe called as he made his way to the two of you. Your eyes widened in surprise at Poe's sudden appearance. Poe was staring directly down at the alien seated before you.

"There a problem?" The alien huffed, surprisingly unconcerned with Poe. Your hand fell away from his arm.

"Ya, there is," he placed a hand around your waist and pulled you against him with so much gusto that you were halfway out of your seat and forced to lean against him for support, "she's with me."
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WORD COUNT
268

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