"A speeder that barely functions, a gun that doesn't even shoot, and a few Calamari Flan. How thoughtful of you." Din's tone was sharp and venomous, like the edge of a poison-dipped sword.
Y/N scoffed and threw her hands up. "I would be giving away my whole livelihood if I gave you anything else!" She argued.
He jabbed an accusing finger at her chest. "Maybe you shouldn't have stolen credits from me just to lose them all in a bet!" He seethed through his modulator. "You're going to pay back what you owe me."
"How?!"
"Easy. You'll come with me and work off your debt."
Y/N was appalled. "What, you want me to hunt bounties with you? I'm no good at bounty hunting! I don't even know how!"
"You better learn, then, because I sure as hell won't be teaching you."
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