Keeping an eye out for rats, Tyler walked through the Imperial Junke Yard. He occasionally paused to poke at promising items with a stick.
The week had been pretty good. He had
talked to Anakin about motorcycles and beaches,
rolled in the mud for Nadia's art project,
talked to Aeryn and Peter Parker in the gym,
met and been admired by Jack Harkness
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