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i write the same tropes over and over again it’s unreal
I need to stop working on this and finish chapter 7 this is ridiculous
but i can’t s t o p
“This is Kes Dameron,” Shara said. “Kes, this is Neeno, we fly together sometimes.”
Kes extricated his hand from the strap of his bag and greeted Neeno politely. “Good to meet you,” he said, and his Basic was sharp and sibilant, so different from his fluid Iberican.
“You a pilot too, man?” Neeno asked, and there was something a little too eager in his interest that made Shara bristle internally.
“No,” Kes said, “no, I work for the harbormaster. Logistics, you know. Cargo loading.” It wasn’t that he wasn’t fluent in Basic; he was, but he had a definite, distinctive accent. It was jarring, because it was so utterly opposite of how his accent felt in Iberican.
“Ahh,” Neeno said. “That’s hard work, man.”
“Yeah,” Kes said, “I don’t mind it, at least it’s honest work.”
Neeno laughed. “He’s adorable, Shara,” he said. “I gotta say, I heard a rumor you’d found yourself a sugar daddy, but I see that’s not the case.”
Shara didn’t look at Kes’s face, but kept her eyes on Neeno. “You think I need a sugar daddy?” She laughed. “I guess you don’t realize how those bonuses add up if you actually qualify for them every time. The last thing I need is a sugar daddy.”
i write the same tropes over and over again it’s unreal
I need to stop working on this and finish chapter 7 this is ridiculous
but i can’t s t o p
“This is Kes Dameron,” Shara said. “Kes, this is Neeno, we fly together sometimes.”
Kes extricated his hand from the strap of his bag and greeted Neeno politely. “Good to meet you,” he said, and his Basic was sharp and sibilant, so different from his fluid Iberican.
“You a pilot too, man?” Neeno asked, and there was something a little too eager in his interest that made Shara bristle internally.
“No,” Kes said, “no, I work for the harbormaster. Logistics, you know. Cargo loading.” It wasn’t that he wasn’t fluent in Basic; he was, but he had a definite, distinctive accent. It was jarring, because it was so utterly opposite of how his accent felt in Iberican.
“Ahh,” Neeno said. “That’s hard work, man.”
“Yeah,” Kes said, “I don’t mind it, at least it’s honest work.”
Neeno laughed. “He’s adorable, Shara,” he said. “I gotta say, I heard a rumor you’d found yourself a sugar daddy, but I see that’s not the case.”
Shara didn’t look at Kes’s face, but kept her eyes on Neeno. “You think I need a sugar daddy?” She laughed. “I guess you don’t realize how those bonuses add up if you actually qualify for them every time. The last thing I need is a sugar daddy.”
