most relatable Boba Fett Moment™ in the expanded universe is when he very calmly and curtly walks away from what should be a highly emotional conversation (much to the annoyance and disgust of the person he's speaking to), locks himself in a washroom, then proceeds to have debilitating panic attack for several minutes before standing up, composing himself, and walking out in the exact same unruffled manner like nothing happened :^)
Robbie knew he fucked up. No, not with the job interview, he aced that! But with Jayleen. How could he be so rude to her? He tried calling and of course, she didn't pick up. When he saw her, he gave her the biggest hug, but announced without thinking, "Jayleen, I got the job!" Jayleen couldn't help but smile at his excitement. He then awkwardly let go. "I'm so sorry. I'm such a fucking asshole. I guess nerves got the better of me," he explained apologetically, "You don't deserve me as a friend-" and that's when she kissed him.
"I still don't get you after all these years, but I know you're a good person at heart," Jayleen smiled and when she looked up, Robbie was all red in the face. He's shy when it comes to love…just like his Dad.
good god it is genuinely freezing outside, the only thing i can think of is cuddling up with Foul Legacy
you getting home from work and quickly slamming the door shut to keep the wind out, your nose and fingers numb to the bone. you're wrapped in a thick jacket and gloves, yet you're still absolutely chilled from the biting cold outside, your body like ice. there's a faint chirp from upstairs, followed by hasty footsteps as your beloved Foul Legacy runs to greet you, but he stops short when he sees how badly you're shivering, sneaking over and gently nudging one of your numb hands with a whine. with a firm trill he pushes you over to the couch and sits you down, darting away to pilfer a few blankets from his nest to wrap around you. he pulls you close, cradling you against his chest and tucking the covers around your frigid body with a calming purr.
only when Legacy can hold your hands without yelping from chill does he allow you to get up, watching closely as you begin to make tea. he immediately tugs you close when you return, sniffing the mug you hand him and giving the hot beverage a few delicate sips. Legacy bumps his forehead against your shoulder, letting out a few questioning coos to make sure you're warming up and rumbling in delight when you nod. the world outside may freeze during the night, covering the roads and houses with shining icicles, but for now, you're cozy and happy by Foul Legacy's side.
Leo looked like a Latino Santa's elf, with curly black hair, pointy ears, a cheerful, babyish face, and a mischievous smile that told you right away this guy should not be trusted around matches or sharp objects. His long, nimble fingers wouldn't stop moving—drumming on the seat, sweeping his hair behind his ears, fiddling with the buttons of his army fatigue jacket. Either the kid was naturally hyper or he was hopped up on enough sugar and caffeine to give a heart attack to a water buffalo. "Anyway," Leo said, "I hope you've got your worksheet, 'cause I used mine for spit wads days ago. Why are you looking at me like that? Somebody draw on my face again?"
A little lookbook for our founder, a young Russian nobleman whose career in the military recently came to an end. He dresses quite casually, but still fashionably.
And so are the winter shenanigans. Bash is adjusting to his new life, and Ella keeps on working on her studies. She nailed her first term and we're proud.