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for_everyone) wrote2017-05-30 01:17 pm
for_everyone) wrote2017-05-30 01:17 pm
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Drinking games
It was supposed to be an easy repair, fiddly but relatively straightforward. But then the stored replacement part was bad, every shop in town was out except for one, which was broken, and the repair to fix that made it an uphill slog to even fit it in the Ghost, due to Chopper and Zeb getting into a fight and leaving at least two drill bits where drill bits did not belong.
And since it was meant to be easy, everyone but Hera and Kanan is out at the cantina enjoying themselves and the two of them are here, exhausted, dusty, and covered in grease. The smell of welding torch is heavy in the air.
Then Hera rolls to her feet, shaking her head a little to clear it.
"You know what? This calls for a drink, and I've just remembered where I left some."
And since it was meant to be easy, everyone but Hera and Kanan is out at the cantina enjoying themselves and the two of them are here, exhausted, dusty, and covered in grease. The smell of welding torch is heavy in the air.
Then Hera rolls to her feet, shaking her head a little to clear it.
"You know what? This calls for a drink, and I've just remembered where I left some."