MHA #7 | Wednesday Evening

[flourish_or_perish]

This past weekend sure had been A Thing, hadn't it? And while nothing had happened to Faye, other than getting stuck with the cutest baby in this or any other galaxy (no, she would not be taking questions), she was a non-crappy enough person to know that that had all probably not been especially easy for Din. Or, rather, that Monday morning and the realization of how many people had seen his beautiful mustache had probably not been easy.

So, Wednesday night found her inviting people over to her apartment. On purpose. Look, stranger things had happened, surely, than Faye actually cleaning up and putting out drinks and snacks for company.

She'd even found some of those straws that Grogu liked, since, you know, this was more for his benefit and Stark's than for Din's. Call her crazy, but she didn't think this past weekend was gonna change much about certain be-helmeted individuals eating in front of other people.

[for an alien, an alien, and that guy who looks kinda like a shiny Boba Fett.]

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[flourish_or_perish]

"Where are we going?" Faye asked, warming right up to this idea. "Somewhere exciting?"

Somewhere with accents you're gonna have a hell of a time with, Faye.

[stykera]

"Boston. One of the bars we went to, with Summer for her birthday, was there."

Stark only clearly remembered a few of those bars. The one in Boston hadn't been memorable.

"Not one of the best ones."
The best one had been in San Francisco.

"I haven't been there other than that. I'm not sure if that counts."

[flourish_or_perish]

The ones in Miami and New York stuck out in Faye's memory, too. But now that she thought about it, she did sort of remember Boston.

"Wait, is this the place with the students?" Because Faye mostly remembered robbing them. "I made out like a bandit there."

[stykera]

"You did have a productive evening," Stark agreed. "My pockets were very full."