Ursa Major, Alcove D4 [all day]
Luke was putting the last of his belongings into bags and boxes and trying not to be too upset about leaving Fandom forever tomorrow morning.
Outside his alcove, Artoo was selling copies of Fandom's Greatest Humiliations over the last two years for what he felt was a very reasonable price.
Whenever the melancholy threatened to overwhelm Luke, he'd look over at the little droid who'd begin to whistle "Doe, a Deer."
Artoo wasn't big on feeling sorry for yourself.
[OOC: Luke's farewell post! Come say goodbye :(]
Outside his alcove, Artoo was selling copies of Fandom's Greatest Humiliations over the last two years for what he felt was a very reasonable price.
Whenever the melancholy threatened to overwhelm Luke, he'd look over at the little droid who'd begin to whistle "Doe, a Deer."
Artoo wasn't big on feeling sorry for yourself.
[OOC: Luke's farewell post! Come say goodbye :(]