[ when he comes back to their room, Mando will find a small box of cookies being left on his bed. Barbie made a whole bunch of cookies, enjoyed a few, and sent the rest to friends. the note, reads: ]
Din,
I hope you like cookies! I'll even stay out of the room for a while so you can eat them in peace.
[ Din ate these, alone in his room with the box on his lap like a grown man made half his size - the youngling in him absorbed by flavors not found on the outer rim or any planet he's ever been to.
When he's finished, the scrap work from an old cape is pulled off the doorknob, their agreed-upon method of communication that he either had company or wasn't in his beskar.
He shoots a text, putting what's left of the cookies up on his personal shelf. ]
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Delivery (kinda, they do live together)
Din,
I hope you like cookies! I'll even stay out of the room for a while so you can eat them in peace.
Love,
Barbie
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When he's finished, the scrap work from an old cape is pulled off the doorknob, their agreed-upon method of communication that he either had company or wasn't in his beskar.
He shoots a text, putting what's left of the cookies up on his personal shelf. ]
They were good. Thank you.