Justin lies to Alex every day.

Maria's not sure how it all happened, really.

Finn, a war hero and a Senator for the stormtroopers settled on Kef Bir, experiences an assassination attempt. The Senate, furious at Finn for insisting on stormtroopers' right to self-determination, assigns him a convict who's had his ability to access the Force stolen from him: Kylo Ren.

Then shit really starts getting weird.

"It's Karen," she says hopelessly in the middle of his doorway like he wouldn't know her a thousand other ways. The whiff of perfume on her, Viktor & Rolf Flowerbomb trapped underneath a thick smear of booze, or the sound of her shoes on the hard tile floor. She's drunk already; her breathing is faint and thready. Her face is too hot.

Andrew makes for a bad date, even when he's not the one paying. Fletcher is determined to drag him all over New York or die trying.

The love of Sander's life still manages to surprise him.

Luke's intentions toward his nephew have been misinterpreted, and maybe this is a mercy.

Newt's taken up an alternate payment plan.

Eve has always been older and wiser.

A little bit of contextless silliness, written for Elise. Mild Jehan-related naughtiness and an impatient Grantaire.