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He met her at a party.

A party he hadn't actually wanted to be at, but he wanted to make sure Quinn actually made it to bed and the promise of free food and booze was enough for any college student. Unfortunately said benefits came at the cost of having to attend a dreaded frat party.

Obi-wan had decided to leave his friend to his ill advised partying to find somewhere less ear-bleadingly loud to sit. he'd had to push his through several more drunk college kids than he ever wished to to find the back door onto the porch. The music still blared, but it was at least considerably muffled behind the glass. Though it turned out he wasn't so alone in his quest for relative quiet.

Sitting on the wooden steps was a girl in a blue dress. She had to be cold as the fall chill hadn't quite gone away and she had only spaghetti straps. Her half empty drink sat forgotten next to her pristine white Dock Martin boots. She could be greening out, he had no doubt such things were readily available.

"Aren't you cold?" he asked, she turned to face at the surprise of another person, probably more because he was sober. She had high cheekbones framed by blond hair with a pair of pretty blue eyes that were now focused on him.

"No, I'm fine thank you," she said, with the faint undertones of a posh accent.

"You sure? Not exactly dressed for the weather," he said as he sat on the step next to her. She looked him up and down with a level of unimpressed he hadn't known was possible.

"If wanted to take fashion advice from a man who wears a jean jacket over a hoodie, I would have asked for it,"

"If you hate what I'm wearing so much why don't you take it,"

"What?"

"My jacket, you wear it, then we both get what we want. You won't be cold, and I won't be offending you with my clothes," he said offering it to her.

she sighed, "fine, oh great negotiator."

"You know, I kinda like that. Makes me sound so accomplished."

"I doubt that. But while we're on the topic, why aren't you drunk like everyone else?"

"Why aren't you?"

"Touche, my friend decided I needed to get out more. I honestly rather be asleep."

"Same, but if I leave without my roommate he may not make it home."

"Ah, you're the DD," she said pointing a finger at his chest, her nearly swallowed up by his jacket.

"No driving involved but pretty much. On top of that I have philosophy assignment that's kicking my ass that needs to be done by Monday."

"This might be a little random, but do you have Professor Jinn?"

"Oh my god to have hum too? The hell is he even talking about sometimes!"

"I know right? I swear he isn't even following a curriculum."

Ramps should be the standard.

Automatic doors should be the standard.

Elevators in multi-story buildings should be the standard.

ASL interpreters at events should be the standard.

Braille menus at restaurants should be the standard.

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Sisters, both blue eyed, one blond and one grey.