"Why are you on the floor?" you say bitterly.
"Because I feel like it," Vanessa slurs. "Why are you so annoyed?"
You tell her everything that happened.
She sits up sharply. "So you've kissed the General and the Commander, two of the most powerful men in the First Order? God, girl! What will you do next? Captain Phasma?"
"I know," you sob. "I suck."
"You don't suck. You're just a little confused. You need sleep. Come on, you can confront those two assholes in the morning. Maybe you can even get a transfer!"
Her hopeful tone cheers you up considerably as you slide into bed. Transfer would be awesome. Get away from these assholes, get away...
But Vanessa.
How would you remain friends with her? Dammit, you hadn't thought of that before. She wouldn't be getting a transfer, she was on track for a promotion. You couldn't force her to uproot and try again somewhere else. You couldn't do that to her.
"You're right. I need a transfer, only, the General approves transfers, and after what's happened, I don't think I'm getting one." Vanessa rolls her eyes.
"You just need to make a hard sell. I mean, it's not impossible to get it, you just have to mention Kylo Ren. Hux hates Ren, so if you can play off that, you'll get yourself a transfer!"
"I hope so," you say sadly. "I'm going to bed."
Maybe this would sort itself out soon.
It wasn't likely, though.