Anakin was in his office, humming quietly under his breath.

He had no idea why.

The door was open.

Anakin was pacing the living room--he was tired of pacing in his office and the coffee shop had clearly been a bust--as he waited for Rory to arrive.

It's a world of laughter, a world of tears
It's a world of hopes, it's a world of fear
There's so much that we share
That its time we're aware
It's a small world after all...Anakin ran his hands ( Read more... )