The warehouse with the burn on the door- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had had a good trip home that left her feeling a little hopeful, which fit kind of nicely with the start of a new semester. And she never worried about anyone who might be showing up and the odds of everyone getting kidnapped again (this soon) were low, and she didn't have to worry about anyone in jail, as far as she knew, for the moment. Overall, it left her in a pretty good mood.

So today she was trying drills with her eyes closed. Actually, it was going really well. She didn't even outright hate the thing today.


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[thatwaslucky]

"I can see why."

Rey was really good at looking adorable when she was trying not to laugh.

[sith_happened]

"I can tell you're trying not to laugh," Anakin.

Not the Force, just decades with young women.

[thatwaslucky]

"It's a little funny," Rey admitted.

[sith_happened]

Anakin grinned. "A bit," he agreed. "But I've figured out bagged salad now!"

Such an accomplishment.

[thatwaslucky]

"That is impressive, and much more than I've done," she grinned.

[sith_happened]

"Possibly also the only way my children know how to eat vegetables, too," Anakin admitted. "Thus, the class."

[thatwaslucky]

"You're doing the right thing. Maybe I should have taken it."

No. She'd be so frustrated. Every week.

[sith_happened]

The dancing, Rey. THE DANCING.

"Well, I'll let you know if I learn anything," Anakin offered.