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Wow, it’s been a while. I need a drink.

// yikes. what a night to come back lol

She swears that she doesn’t dance. But the band is playing a good beat and she’s tapping her foot a little.

// sorry I’ve been gone this week has been full of extra sad bitch hours Ugh I can’t wait for winter to be over

// ohhhh I know that would so much fun Lolol it’s ok tho we’ll figure it out

gave me a name. They were far kinder to me than I deserved. It was something I’d never witnessed in my entire life. I had planned on returning to my post up until the very end. They knew this and never treated me differently, didn’t try to talk me out of it.”

“They left me behind.” She says quietly, unsure of why exactly she feels okay with this woman knowing a detail she would generally try to hide. “But.. not just that. The people there, they weren’t anything like what the First Order told us. They nursed me back to health, gave—

If she wants to blow something else do it on the other side of town. Maybe get rid of some competition while she’s at it.

“You could say that..” She raises an eyebrow as the other seems to inch closer, wondering what exactly she is looking at. “Technically, I was left behind. I do my best to avoid interaction with them.”

Nope. She’s got this bordello locked down. She won’t be disappointing the Madam anytime soon.

She sees her and she’s going to ignore her for now. It’s her first week on the job, she’s being a good girl. For now.

The name’s Arien. And yours?

She takes the others hand, giving a polite shake before releasing. “It can’t be that bad around here..” she says softly, glancing around them, “I haven’t seen much First Order presence yet..”

She’s been hanging around the place providing security for a couple days now.. Having a set job isn’t bad so far. Is she normal yet?

Really? You must be hanging around the wrong people