“I feel as awkward as a Tartanian Narg in a suit,” Wedge complained, tugging at the confining fabric.
“Relax, you look distinguished,” Han chided with a lopsided smirk, one he was particularly famous for wearing.
“Yeah, that's just it isn't it? I don't want to be distinguished.” He wanted to be an architect but the Rebellion had other plans for
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