We found that everyone had gathered on the various love seats and couches. There was a table set up in the middle. On it they had just finished laying...out all of the various boards and decks of cards required by the game they had chosen.“Betrayal at Zombie High,” I said with a groan. “My favorite.”“That’s not the name of this game!” Erica cried out.“Nope, but that’s how it always feels like,” I said. “Its not always a fun game.”“But its always a challenge,” Ashley said. “And it can be played by. .. Um.”When she didn’t continue, I asked, “Wondered what?” A moment later, I asked again, “Wondered what, Amelia?”“It’s embarrassing.”“Not between us, it isn’t. It can’t be.”She glanced at me and looked away. “Would you let me watch, sometime?”“Yes.”She turned her head quickly and stared. “Really?”“Sure. Why not?”“Wouldn’t you be embarrassed?” she asked, surprised.“Why would I be embarrassed doing something that’s natural?”“But, in front of me?”I grinned at her. “Amelia, if you want to see me. The clone war has broken out and all Jedi are expected to take part in it. You have all turned 18 this galactic year and your master decided to take you to one last mission before you should face your trials to become Jedi knights.Your character: You are going to play as a Mandalorian born female Jedi, Lana from Clan Ordo. She has two other padawan friends under the same master. You are a fan of Jedi and galactic history and intend to become a Jedi historian one day. You do not have Mandalorian. There was a smashing sound, then whoever was pounding was now using thebathroom door as a drum. "Open this fucking door!" someone roared.Jeremy staggered to his feet, clawing at the handle. The door flew inward,slamming him to the floor. Before he could react, an hand picked him up.He recognized the face, but for the life of him didn't remember the name.It was Sandra's boyfriend."Where is he?" Who?" The fucker who rents this apartment. Jeremy, something." Don't know." Jeremy blessed the potions.