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𝕮𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗩𝗘 ━━ 𝘼 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙀
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━━ 𝘊𝘙𝘠𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘚 𝟸𝟹 𝙱𝙱𝚈
A/N: y'all aint READY 👁️👁️
"So, just that I'm getting this right, you went in there without an actual plan about what you were doing?" There is a deep crease between Obi-Wan's brows.
"It was our mission to gather more information, and we did," Selyn says defensively, crossing her arms.
Nadia pats Obi-Wan's arm. "Relax. I'm sure they knew what they were doing, or at least had a general idea." She winks at Selyn. "The point is, we have more information now."
"We have." Anakin leans forward, laying his hands on the table. They have gathered in the living room connecting their quarters to discuss today's events. Nadia had been so thoughtful and organized some food since they had missed dinner. Selyn is starving, and so she loads her golden plate with vegetables cooked in brown butter, meat so tender it melts in her mouth and fluffy bread. Dim evening light filters through the swaying curtains, causing the goblets to throw long shadows across the dark wood of the table.
