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❝ I only called her one time,

maybe it was two times? ❞

𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘩
𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦. 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳; 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵. 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘺𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

an accident on a rainy october afternoon between an old honda and a subaru brought the twist of fate in a volkswagen named luke skywalker, a bright education major from arizona, to the rescue of nyc native elara aldridge and her best friend, leia organa, along with a handsome tow truck driver named han solo.