𝚑𝚞𝚡. (tage) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-02-17 17:48:00 |
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There weren't many people that Hux chose to be nosy with. Cared enough to be nosy about, rather. Everyone was free to do as they pleased, including those who meant something to him. And what they did in their free time, away from him, was truly none of his business. However, what Phasma got up to was something of interest for Hux, for this version of his friend was one he was entirely unfamiliar with. Hux was still used to armor-clad Phasma. The woman who had killed in the name of the First Order and didn't have much of a personal life. None of them had, honestly, in that war-torn past life of theirs. Even while working out with Phasma at the gym in the mornings, they didn't speak much. Hux was normally too busy gasping for air to hold much of a conversation and Phasma always seemed so focused, Hux didn't want to break her concentration with gossip. But the events of Sunday had him curious and if his friend was willing to discuss what had transpired with him, Hux was eager to hear it. Because he very much cared for Phasma - and Ben - and if things were going to be weird between them (or.. not weird, for that matter), Hux was keen to know about it. As per usual, he'd be the first down to the bar, sitting at the counter and waiting for his friend to join him. |