❛ are you coming ? if you really are from the resistance, i don't think standing out here in the open is the best idea. the people here wouldn't hesitate to sell you out for some spare scrap metal. ❜
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She took a bite out of her microwaved meal: good ol' honest Macaroni N' Cheese. Rey looked down at it with a look of distaste. She set the fork on the table and pushed the plate away from herself like a child with bad broccoli. She has already had that same meal for the past week.Itwasn't even good Mac N' Cheese.
Working with the Resistance, a vigilante gang, didn't pay the best. She lived in a poor, run down neighborhood. Her food was crap (hot pockets brand crap). She needed a real paying job.
Rey grabbed today's newspaper which had laid there waiting for her. She was the one of the few who really read these things.
She scanned the articles looking for something that pays but doesn't demand too much attention. "That is the real mission impossible." She muttered to herself.
A hard couple of knocks on the door startled her. She jumped up, leaving the paper at the table.
Rey unbolted the door and opened it, finding a familiar face. "Hey, you." She greeted with a sly grin.
