Luke's, Sunday

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Kanan was quiet today at work. Really, really quiet. The bruises from the various explosions and beatings he'd taken through the week had started to fade to colors that humans just straight-up should never be, and hurts were settling into aches, meaning he was moving around the diner a little more stiffly than usual. Which meant, in turn, that when

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Pancakes.

So many pancakes.

Talk to Kanan!

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He's not feeling super talkative today, but his mood improves once he has his stack of pancakes with more strawberries than is likely sane.

OOC!

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The cat just tried to jump over the bottom of the chair, between my knees, and got caught halfway on her chubby tummy.