A Wet, Pretentious Story ch. 18 - 19

 

Part Eighteen

For a moment, Obi-Wan did not know where he was. There were birds singing, but not the familiar birdsong that began the Wake Up Naturally, Every Time! program that eased each day into his Temple quarters, gradually adding light to the morning mixture of heat from the baseboard registers, the smell of caf automatically brewing, and the diffident, "Master, wake up," if he overslept. Someone snored, someone not Anakin.

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