"You can have a pair of Bodhi's." It is what her brother deserves for planning this stupid part she doesn't want to have. Speak of the devil--
"Jyn, hurry up, we're leaving in five minutes."
"Fuck off."
"Fuck you."
Bodhi flips her off and swans back out the door, assuming probably (correctly) that in five minutes Jyn will be dressed and out the door with him, if only because Cassian is perpetually punctual and will counteract the fact that she already wants to just go to bed.
"It isn't prison for murder that bothers me," Jyn muses, "It's that mum would be so sad."
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"You can have a pair of Bodhi's." It is what her brother deserves for planning this stupid part she doesn't want to have. Speak of the devil--
"Jyn, hurry up, we're leaving in five minutes."
"Fuck off."
"Fuck you."
Bodhi flips her off and swans back out the door, assuming probably (correctly) that in five minutes Jyn will be dressed and out the door with him, if only because Cassian is perpetually punctual and will counteract the fact that she already wants to just go to bed.
"It isn't prison for murder that bothers me," Jyn muses, "It's that mum would be so sad."