Room 213 [evening]
Rory had been doing everything she could to keep busy. Or, rather, to keep busy enough that she wasn't thinking about Luke, and what he might be doing. Not to mention how hard she was repressing the fact that she had been involved with...a future Sith Lord.
And okay, truth be told, she was still so in love with Anakin that it would hurt even minus the hey-he-went-evil-whaddya-know aspect. Which was why she was doing everything she could to focus on the present. She had a good boyfriend now, and plenty of friends to distract her.
However, when she was alone, it was difficult to find things to keep her busy.
Which was why Rory was tucked up on her bed and looking at a photo that she'd promised herself she would burn, but couldn't manage to let go.
[For one person, please. SP is, in fact, love. And topic of conversation NFB, plz.]
And okay, truth be told, she was still so in love with Anakin that it would hurt even minus the hey-he-went-evil-whaddya-know aspect. Which was why she was doing everything she could to focus on the present. She had a good boyfriend now, and plenty of friends to distract her.
However, when she was alone, it was difficult to find things to keep her busy.
Which was why Rory was tucked up on her bed and looking at a photo that she'd promised herself she would burn, but couldn't manage to let go.
[For one person, please. SP is, in fact, love. And topic of conversation NFB, plz.]