Author’s Note: I love you all. As I’m racing through the next chapter of this, I feel compelled to share a little bit. Happy early weekend! xoxo

The lights flickered but didn’t stay on as the recording ended and BB-8 beeped in a clear frustrated tone from its position at the far control panel.
“She giving you fits, buddy?” Poe asked as he picked up the final holopad in the stack before them.
BB-8 beeped in a deep tone again — fits was putting it lightly; the computer wasn’t cooperating at all.
“Well, just try to finesse her, BB. Sweet talk her a little bit,” Poe replied.
Jayah looked over at him and cocked an eyebrow, “Is this the strategy you boys take with all difficult women in your life?”
He paused and looked up from the holopad, smirking at her, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
She rolled her eyes, “Play the damn log already.”
Poe chuckled softly before doing as she asked.












