MCA #1- Monday afternoon

Rey had gone home for the weekend. Upon arriving, Anakin had plunked a kid with Finn named Bae with her, and now it was all weird.

But she'd gotten him fed, and she'd even called Finn so he could flail with her Bae could talk to him, and then she sent him into the spare bedroom to play with all the stuff she still had from that one weekend where the animals were around a few years back. And she kept Finn on the line to whisper-speak.

"What the hell?"

"I don't know?"

"Is he adopted? Like some Jedi kid we decided to raise?"

"I don't know!"

"Do you know anything?"

"That he hates the mermaid furniture."

"Not helpful."


[Establishy!]