They were right. Rogue One knew who to throw one hell of a party. The music was loud, echoing off the walls of the large Cantina. Drinks were all around. Almost everyone was on their feet.
Rey should have been spectating. She had never seen a place so lively. Jakku was as dead as its dessert. But she seemed all to block it all out.
Instead her eyes were on Finn. He was sitting in the corner talking to two of the Rogue One member, two men who had been married to each other for years. She watched as he listened intently to the conversation. Poised and proper from his years in the First Order.
She barely knew Finn. Just for a couple of hours. But there was something about him. Was it the mystery of his past? Was it the fact despite all he had seen, he was just so kind? Or she felt this emotional attachment to him. But there was this spark and attraction that drew her to him.
"So you like big Deal huh?" A voice said behind her.
Rey turned her head to see Han Solo. Another person she felt instantly connected to for some strange reason standing beside her.
"I don't," Rey retorted.
Han hummed and nodded.
"I gazed into the eyes of my wife many times," He explained, "And every time she gave me that look. I know you are guarded by your time on Jakku kid but I was once too." He sighed there was a small sad smile that grazed his lips. "Leia...she changed that. Once I stopped running and embraced that...It was the happiest I have ever been. Love's too precious to let go...don't waste it."
Finn was still new to her, but the way Han talked about his wife, his Leia, made Rey want something like that...so badly. And Finn, he could be that chance. Maybe not now, but some day.
"Maybe I like him a little," Rey said with a shy smile.
"Then what are you waiting for kid," Han said nudging her a little, "Go there."
She took a deep breath and started making her way towards Finn. The only thing that rushed through her body was the anticipation of what would happen next.