"I'm not sharing the bed with you!" Kylo yelped, though he made no move to surrender his trophy either. He had been here first. No, he just scowled and crossed his arms in front of his chest and tried his best to murder General Hux with the power of his glares alone. Alas, his manifold Force abilities didn't include laser eyes.
"You're going to sleep on the floor, or on a cot, I don't care," he insisted, mimicking Hux in leaning back against the headboard. "But I'm not leaving." He scoffed. "So if you try to sleep in the bed, you will have to share." And certainly Hux wouldn't do that, right? That would horrify him more than sleeping on the floor. Hopefully.
Because Kylo Ren would not be surrender this bed. This was his line in the sand. No. No way.
they are ridiculous. if only the galactic yellow press could see them now. great leaders indeed.
"You're going to sleep on the floor, or on a cot, I don't care," he insisted, mimicking Hux in leaning back against the headboard. "But I'm not leaving." He scoffed. "So if you try to sleep in the bed, you will have to share." And certainly Hux wouldn't do that, right? That would horrify him more than sleeping on the floor. Hopefully.
Because Kylo Ren would not be surrender this bed. This was his line in the sand. No. No way.