[text misfire]

[no_light]

[ It's the second time a message from Kylo Ren shows up in as many months, a new record! What joy!

But this misfired text message going public by morning isn't one he would have wanted to share. ]

you're SO pretty... like SO pretty

i never say nice things to you why do i never say nice things?

i want to write a poem about your eyes and how good you fight you're really special you know that? youre light and fierceness and danger and i was awful to you I'm sorry i never said sorry before huh

[ Such is the result of sampling too much of the local brews, and then experimenting with new technology.

Kylo, enjoy your hangover with a little extra, courtesy of the malfunctioning network. ]

Comments

[no_light]

Surprisingly, you aren't the first person to tell me so.

[saintoflangley]

[Dry:] I never would have guessed.

I have some friendly advice, if you want to hear it.

[no_light]

Actually, no, I don't want to hear it.

[ More ugh. ]

But you're going to tell me anyway. [ He knows how that goes. ]

[saintoflangley]

[He grins.]

Don't ever get drunk enough to tell secrets. Or at least build up your tolerance.

[no_light]

Trust me, I'm not planning to repeat this mistake. There is something about this place which makes you careless. It won't happen again.

[The lack of his Master constantly lurking has certainly made him careless oh yes.]