Leia sat nervously on her and Han's couch in the living room in their Coruscant apartment, crossing and uncrossing her long legs and glancing at the chrono every couple of seconds. Han was scheduled to come back from Kashyyyk that night, after being there on a 10 day trip. She missed everything about him terribly, from not-so-subtle features like his lopsided grin to his...more subtle ones, like the rounded contours of his body. Just thinking about these made Leia flush from head to toe, overwhelmed with the desire to see him, to just touch him. Talking with him over holo just wasn't enough. She sighed, resting her head on her small palm as she absentmindedly thought to herself.
About an hour later, she woke to the sounds of her holo. She scrambled to get out of her awkward sleeping position and lunged for the small device. "Han!" she exclaimed. "Are you almost home?" The image of her husband was a welcome one, even if the blue static of the holo didn't do his features justice. He gave her his trademark grin and sighed huskily. "Hey, sweetheart," he replied. "We'll be back in another hour. I miss you, and I can't wait to see you." On that last note, he winked slyly and his voice carried the same husky quality as his sigh. She smiled and quickly signed off of her holo, not wanting to hinder Han's journey any longer. Just the thought of being able to be with him excited her. She ran upstairs to get ready for his arrival, but quickly realized something: they had run out of condoms. Slightly panting, she approached the doorway of their large bedroom. Her hand locked around the gold pull of their small chest of drawers and yanked it open, hoping that her realization wasn't true. Upon seeing the empty contents of the drawer, she groaned in disbelief. She didn't want their night to be ruined, per se, so she ran back downstairs, hopped on her swoop bike, and charged to the nearest intergalactic CVS.
The streets of Coruscant were jam packed and the air hung heavily and smelled stale. The intergalactic pharmacy was one of the largest in the city, and Leia knew her way around it well. She turned into the parking lot, hopped off of her swoop bike, and walked inside. Stay calm, she thought to herself. They're just condoms - how hard can that be? The greeter droid warbled the same, dry salutation that accompanied every visit to the pharmacy: "Welcome to CVS. Can I help you find what you are looking for?" She usually always responded happily, but today, she strode past the small, metal robot nervously, not saying a word. The lights in the store were sickeningly bright, which made Leia more on edge. The stiff, grey carpet crunched under her feet as she arrived at the condom aisle. Pulling Han's spare blue jacket tighter around herself, she surveyed her options. There were so many different varieties. Ribbed? She thought to herself. Does he even like the ribbed ones? He's never used them before… Sighing, she placed the small box back on the shelf. Reaching upwards on her toes, she grabbed another small box, adorned in light blue packaging advertising tropical flavors. Flavored? Condoms are for contraception, not tasting! Tasting would be for my benefit. Do I want a flavor? Leia - you're making it weird; condom shopping is not supposed to be weird! Rolling her eyes, she shelved the box. Her eyes landed on yet another box, this time boasting about size. Gasping audibly, she embarrassingly realized that she couldn't remember how...large Han was. He is quite well endowed, but...how well endowed is he? Slapping her forehead with her hand and slightly defeated, she had only one option left: she needed to call him. To make sure no one else was around her, she slowly whipped her head back and forth, her intricately braided hair brushing against her neck. Her holo felt heavy in her hands as she paged Han, praying that he would answer - and not get weirded out. The blue static rumbled to life as an image of Han lit up in her hand. Without giving him a chance to say anything, and trying to make this call as fast as possible, she rushed out, "Han - I'm at the store. What size, um, equipment do you need?" He laughed heartily in response. "Equipment?" he queried. "What equipment would I need, sweetheart?" Leia shut her eyes, slightly annoyed that he wasn't getting the hint. "For—what size is your, um, hardware?" His smile faded and a puzzled appearance took its place. "Hardware? What are you talking about?" he asked. Her brow furrowed and she bit her lip. She replied bluntly and honestly: "We ran out of condoms."
