Sitting on the edge of the water, sighing to yourself. A leftover lady, nobody to love or have to hold. Struggling to find the right person. A rustling came from the bushes, but you were too caught up in your emotions that you didn’t even notice two red eyes pop out. The material of the flooring creaked slightly and felt small bumps and hits against it. You grumble, already annoyed. Turning, you speak with an agitated tone. “Wha-“ “Shhhh darling.” Lo’ak smiles, holding you close to his body.”