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rey tells everyone she bumps into at the airport to check out her scratch n sniff watermelon bag from claire’s, ben the stranger who sits in front of her on the plane is appalled
writers who are paid millions of dollars to literally do their job in what they’re claiming to specialize in: rian made a fucky wucky and wrote us into a corner with tlj :(
writers getting paid $0 to speculate on all the directions the story could potentially go:
seriously can we all just collectively agree that tros doesn’t exist, memorize these shots and these shots alone in our brains and leave it at that bc that’s seriously my plan of action until my dying breath