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    Kallus frowned at his feet, angry at himself for letting his emotions get the better of him.

    "I'm just not comfortable in my own skin, and being this close to someone that—" Kal cut himself off quickly before he cleared his throat. He swallowed, and strained to finish his apology. "Just know it has nothing to do with you."

    Zeb only stared at him for a moment before he spoke, steady and a little terrifying.

    "You sure it has nothin' to do with me?" he asked, eyebrow arching as he pushed away from the wall. He took a small step forward and Kallus's eyebrows shot up as he leaned his head back to look up at the Lasat.
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    Alexsander Kallus had been in a lot of Catastrophic Circumstances. Unfortunate Scenarios. Hapless Predicaments. Etcetera...

    But nothing could have prepared him for a recon mission to turn so far sideways that it bordered the plotline of a predictable low-rated romcom holo.

    Kallus and Garazeb were stuck. Not only were they stuck together, they were stuck together in a locked closet. A locked closet on an imperial starship that should have been abandoned. Keyword: should.

    Obviously It Was Not Abandoned.

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