Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had gotten back on Wednesday, hadn't come down to the warehouse yesterday, and today when she got there, everything was caked in a thick layer of dust. She was blaming Fandom for it, and it was very unfair when she hadn't been gone that long. In fact, she'd been gone longer before. A week and a half was nothing.

She was going to do some cleaning before she got to anything else today.


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[thatwaslucky]

"Not that you would get crazy with it," she teased.

[sith_happened]

"I'm known for my constraint," Anakin said.

[thatwaslucky]

Rey stopped sweeping, leaning a little on the broom. "Do you think people's expectations of you were correct?"

[sith_happened]

Anakin shook his head. "People's expectations of me were so wildly different that there was no way I could meet all of them."

[thatwaslucky]

"Even with people you knew?" she asked.

[sith_happened]

He nodded. "What Obi-Wan was expecting and what Palpatine was expecting were not the same."

[thatwaslucky]

"Did any of it match what you were expecting from yourself?" Rey wondered.

[sith_happened]

"No," Anakin admitted. "I fell pretty short of what I wanted for myself."

[thatwaslucky]

"It's unfair," she said simply.

[sith_happened]

"Life generally is," Anakin said.

[thatwaslucky]

"That's a bit more pessimistic than I usually go for," she admitted.

[sith_happened]

"Sorry," Anakin said apologetically.