Drinking games

[for_everyone]

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."

Comments

[notallofus]

"I knew that."

(He did not remember that just now.)

"So. Uh. Good night."

[for_everyone]

"Good night, Kanan."

She's still going to wait until she seems him go through the door.

[notallofus]

Kanan doesn't look back as he goes through the door, not least because crashing to the ground right now would be one indignity too far.

He does thump into his bunk pretty heavily though, and is hard asleep just a couple of seconds later.

If he dreams about holding hands with Hera while walking through a crowded market, no one else has to know.