Jyn gets puked on twice so when her last patient cancels she sprints home to take the world's longest shower to get the ick off of her. By the time she is done, she smells like a woman again -- like roses and honey -- and hurriedly grabs a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top out of her closet. Once she's yanked it on she figures she should probably wear something suitable for being briefly outside and she tugs on an oversized jumper in palest lavender cashmere that she's never had a chance to wear since Bodhi bought it for her five years ago.
He'd be so proud.
She shoves her feet into her worn boots and sprints out of her apartment, looping her hair into a disheveled top knots as she hurries to the pizza place, double checking that she has her phone and keys and money. Should she have checked before she left? Of course. But she lives dangerously.
Walking right past the door, she has to double back when she realizes she's in the right spot, grinning when she spots Cassian waving her over. "Hi!"
Oh god, she's like a freshman in high school level of disaster.
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He'd be so proud.
She shoves her feet into her worn boots and sprints out of her apartment, looping her hair into a disheveled top knots as she hurries to the pizza place, double checking that she has her phone and keys and money. Should she have checked before she left? Of course. But she lives dangerously.
Walking right past the door, she has to double back when she realizes she's in the right spot, grinning when she spots Cassian waving her over. "Hi!"
Oh god, she's like a freshman in high school level of disaster.