[ that is literally what happened. complete with poe putting a pillow over his face because bb-8's desire to be there for him was too loud. but it's fine, now there's a hole in the door and nothing left standing in bb-8's way. ]
Me too, I guess.
[ not in the same way ... he actually did have his own room at some point in his life. for many many years. but the new republic had barracks and resistance bases aren't exactly five-star hotel accommodations. he's used to the ambient noise.
back in right now, he takes a seat on the edge of his bed. the shitty blanket is sort of crumpled up in a corner of the bed, there are some wrappers on the floor. he wasn't expecting company to his depressive episode, don't @ him.
the seating options are a: also on the bed or b: a desk chair at the desk that is currently being used as a table for depression snacks. he doesn't want to be like "hey sit on the bed with me", so he just sort of sits there like an awkward middle schooler. ]
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Me too, I guess.
[ not in the same way ... he actually did have his own room at some point in his life. for many many years. but the new republic had barracks and resistance bases aren't exactly five-star hotel accommodations. he's used to the ambient noise.
back in right now, he takes a seat on the edge of his bed. the shitty blanket is sort of crumpled up in a corner of the bed, there are some wrappers on the floor. he wasn't expecting company to his depressive episode, don't @ him.
the seating options are a: also on the bed or b: a desk chair at the desk that is currently being used as a table for depression snacks. he doesn't want to be like "hey sit on the bed with me", so he just sort of sits there like an awkward middle schooler. ]
Um ... you know, wherever.