Wellspring Arms, Wednesday

[thedadalorian]

"So now, the real question is if Obi-Wan Kenobi even existed in the first place or was just a character created for propaganda. Let's start with the first known appearance of him--"

So, Din had woken up the morning all ready to record his podcast. Which was a thing he always did, yes. Because it would be a absolute shame to deprive the world of that husky bedroom voice telling them all about conspiracy theories and true crime.

Grogu was just watching this all unravel with rapt fascination.

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This was just gonna be the day here. As it normally was. Yes.

[so open, yes]

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[jedigrammarians]

Aphra, a vision in pink, (which had involved quite a lot of both dyeing and theft because for some reason, she didn't actually own any pink clothes) skated by the shop, doing what were totally sick grinds and not barely controlled skidding over cobblestones and down stairs.

She slowed as she caught sight of Din, and a wonderful, terrible idea took hold, and she turned and skated off at high speed.

About five minutes later, somehow not having broken her neck in the meantime, she skated back up, a J,GoB box in her hands. Then, a whipped-cream-topped fruit pie sailed gracefully through the air towards Din's helmet.

[thedadalorian]

But his podcasting equipment!

Din wiped the whipped cream off the front of his helmet while the kid slowly reached over to give it a try. "Is this because I moved to Spotify?"

[jedigrammarians]

It was because Aphra had been inspired and possibly had a deathwish. "Yes," she lied, pacing on the spot. On top of her skateboard. This would surely end well.