sw trash in my 30s β¦
I draw, I write, I make fictional men worse β¦
obikin β¦ cherik β¦ My English is doing its best β‘ No minor's please !!!!!!!!!!!!
Zei (32)
Scorpio
Star Wars & Middle-earth enthusiast
I draw (amateur!) & love to write.
English isnβt my first languageβ
Creativity is my happy place β‘
β οΈ This account ships Obikin. Curate your space & feel free to block.
π Minors DNI. Positive vibes only!
#ProfKenobi#Chapter2 (1)
He had been at the desk since twenty past six, which was four hours earlier than any reasonable person would have arrived, and he had spent most of that time arranging and rearranging the same six folders until the stack sat perfectly square.
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#ProfKenobi#Chapter2 (16)
And then Obi-Wan turned around and looked at him properly, for the first time since the seminar, for the first time in the whole seven years that Anakin had been looking back, and asked him the only question that mattered.
"Why?"
What does Anakin say?
#ProfKenobi#Chapter2 (1)
He had been at the desk since twenty past six, which was four hours earlier than any reasonable person would have arrived, and he had spent most of that time arranging and rearranging the same six folders until the stack sat perfectly square.
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#ProfKenobi#Yourchoice
What is in the office after a year?π
A year of dust in a grey sheet over everything. Dead plants. A cup with something long dried in the bottom.
OR
Aired. Dusted. Plants alive. The desk cleared and squared, papers boxed and labelled.
#ProfKenobi#Chapter2 (16)
"The flowers are alive," Obi-Wan said, and he did not turn around when he said it.
"Yes, Professor."
"For a year."
Anakin's throat had stopped working.
"That is not in a cleaner's job description, Mr Skywalker."
"No, Professor."
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