"every night her thoughts weighed heavily on her soul but every morning she would get up to fight another day, every night she survived." - r.h. sin
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You have recently discovered your Force sensitivity. Fearing that the Resistance would...
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"Ugh,"
You looked in the bathroom mirror and distastefully examined yourself. Your eyes were dark and puffy from the lack of sleep and disturbingly vivid nightmares. Additionally, your short, tight clothing left you feeling naked, barely covering your curves.
You slid a poncho like piece of clothing over your head and fastened a belt around your waist, making you look slightly less like a blob of fabric while successfully covering more of your skin. You looked out of the bathroom door and at the clock on your desk. Fifteen minutes.
The same droid from the night before left a tray of food on your desk again and you ate it absentmindedly while you secured your hair at the nape of your neck, images of your family drifting in and out of your mind. As the time drew closer to 0600, you began to fidget nervously, worried about having to interact with the Commander again.
Just as you considered running out of the room and hiding somewhere, the door slid open and Kylo Ren's enormous figure appeared outside. He said nothing when you stood up and he turned and walked down the hallway.
You walked quickly behind him and tried to remember all the turns you were taking. Why does he always have to walk so damn fast? You pinched yourself, but if the Commander heard you, he didn't show any signs of it.
