Hotel hallway [morning]

[tatooine_doofus]

Luke, hair sticking up in hundred different directions, finally uncurled himself from around Jo and went in search of coffee.

And aspirin.

And ice.

And his shirt, which he was positive he'd started the evening with.

He opened the door to the hallway and blinked, temporarily blinded by the brightness of the hall lights.

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[solo_sword]

Having decided that she was picky enough to not want to drink the tap, Jaina was intending to go to the vending machine and get it that way. And since it was just down the hall, she didn't have a problem leaving the room she was sharing with John in just a robe.

Her timing on opening that door could have used a little work, though.

[tatooine_doofus]

Luke really, really, really missed his shirt right now. "Good morning," he mumbled.

[solo_sword]

Jaina froze for a moment, not wanting to look anywhere but say, a spot on the wall about two feet away. And she might have made sure the sash on the robe was tied really well. Maybe he always slept like that. She didn't know.

"Morning. I was just going to, um." And she kind of jerked her thumb in the direction of the machines.

[tatooine_doofus]

Maybe his shirt was on the ceiling. It's be a good idea to look up there really, really hard just to be sure.

"Me too," he told it. "But it can totally wait."