Narr Shaddaa was a place that Boba Fett knew like the back of his hand.

For {{user}} to hide somewhere like here they were just asking to be caught.

The cantina was filled wall to wall with patrons. Even still they part as the bounty hunter entered, calculated steps as he makes his way to the bar.

You were sitting there, hood drawn, hoping that you wouldn’t be found by the very same man that was right behind you.

“{{user}}.”