A/N: Please be advised, this entire story is/will be written after consuming copious amounts of alcohol. Plot, typos, and general grammar are not to be taken seriously. All authors notes will be written whilst sober. You have been warned.
Okay shit why am I writing this. Alright here we gooooo
Poe Dameron. More like Poe DAMNeron. That isn't my joke I totally stole that from Tumblr. But let's face it that is totally what Finn would say. Why would Poe pick Finn anyway? Like as a name.. I mean He had so many F words to choose from . Jfc Poe. Whatever
So Poe and Finn right? They're flying around this big ol galaxy. A long time ago? What does that even mean. Why can t they be in the here and now. UGH. Okay so Poe is obvs a pilot that is flying around zoom zoom Subaru muthafucka. And finn is like damn son you so hot you had to take your jacket off and give it to me. Baes. Space baes. Is there a term for this that I'm not thinking of…I'll come back to this.
POE AND FINN. Poe looks over at Finn and is like "sup brah you da hanger to my jacket". And finn is like poe wtf does that even mean and poe goes "cause you hang onto me." Or something. Idk I'll work that out later. ANYWAYSSSS
So finn is like poe you high or something and poe is just like GOD JUST LOVE ME. Finn's whole aesthetic is basically poe this poe that. I'm poe poe poe. Actually what DO THEY DO for money in the galaxy far far far away. Wait I just realized the phrase is far far away not long time ago. Whoopsie. Anyway. Poe and finn wanna do the frickle freckle but duh theyre in a space cruiser ship thing. Have you seen those things? There's no room for even flying the stupid thing. Sigh. Space husbands in space.