Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27120173-20180111002005/@comment-31191359-20180112011223

He walked to a table next to Yavin. He put his hand over his head. Then he started the music because who cares of him? Humans suck, many gasped. He then gestured that it was alright and that he was still sentient. He walked to the desk and asked, "Can I have a pumpkin spice latte?" He asked.