Disclaimer: Don't own it, probs never will.

AN: So this next series of drabbles will be various connected stories taking place in an AU in modern Anchorage, AK. I have somewhat of a plot in mind, but other than some fluff, daily life glimpses and shadowy undertones, I might not go into it that much. I wanted to try this as a bunch of shorts and see how it goes rather than posting it as a standalone. There will be differing POVs, and the order I put them in isn't necessarily linear according to the timeline.

~The One with the Coffee Shop~

Tall dark and angry placed his usual order before standing off to the side to wait. Finn hadn't even waited for Hux to finish ringing it up before he had started brewing the espresso. He knew what Curly wanted, same as always, large Starkiller, extra shot, don't fill to the top. After the machine spat two shots of espresso into the cup, Finn moved over to let Phasma brew the next order and added the requisite pumps of sugar-free dark chocolate syrup before stirring and filling the cup with dark roast just a few centimeters from the top. Popping on a lid and sleeve, he pushed it towards the pale, grumpy man with a nod, who claimed it in a gloved hand almost instantly, returning the nod and walking straight out the door, his black trench coat flaring out behind him as a gust of wind blew in through the frame.

Finn just shook his head before looking around, and, seeing Phasma hand out a latte to the only other customer they had for the moment, leaned against the counter to relax for a second. He never understood how people could drink something so bitter. Regardless of whether or not the Starkiller was one of First Order's signature drinks, he found that he could just never stomach the stuff. The young barista had a serious sweet tooth. Rey says it's most likely a consequence of his being deprived of sugar in the orphanage they grew up in together, though she'd never developed a taste for them herself. Phasma looked up from her phone when the bell on the door rung.

"Finn!" Speak of the devil. A short, tan brunette with jeans and a Geek Squad tee came bounding down the empty aisle, a random college student that had been clacking away at his keyboard glaring up at her briefly.

"Rey!" Phasma rolled her eyes and went back to her phone, and Hux's eyes zeroed in on him as he hopped around the counter to intercept her running tackle-hug.

"How've you been?!"

"I'm doing pretty well, and you?"

"I'm great!" She lowered her voice a bit. "And I have great news!" Finn looked over at his boss imploringly, who tapped his watch and held up five fingers. He nodded and grabbed Rey's hand, guiding them to one of the many empty tables, it being three in the afternoon.

"So what's all the hype for?" She bites her lip, looking around excitedly before leaning in. He followed suit in anticipation.

"I just got promoted!" He gasped and let out a short laugh.

"Wow, that- that's amazing! Rey, congratulations!" She squealed as quietly as possible and did a little dance in her seat, knowing Hux didn't appreciate noisy people in the café if they weren't going to buy anything.

"I know, right?! Plutt says I get to go out and handle the big repair jobs, now, like industrial computers and specialty equipment and shit! And, and, it pays a whole 17% more than my current job, not including tips and bonuses!" Finn couldn't help another gasp as his smile threatened to split his face in two.

"You know what that means?" She leans in again and wiggles her eyebrows, smirking.

"I know that you know." He had to clamp his jaws shut, take a deep breath in through his nose and wiggle around in his seat a bit to contain the urge to jump up.

"You can finally go to Hawai'i with us!"

"I know!" She giggled and clapped her hands in joy. Hux cleared his throat and she slumped, giving Finn a deadpan look. "You need to remind Weasley over there that he's a general manager and not an actual general." He put a hand over his mouth to contain his snickers and she cracked a smile again, also trying not to laugh.

"We definitely need to celebrate this when we get home."

"Plutt gave me the rest of the day off to celebrate, says I finally did something significant." Rey and Finn roll their eyes in almost perfect unison at the misogynist asshole that was her supervisor. He glanced back at his own boss to see him tapping his foot impatiently, keeping a close eye on Phasma as she took a rag to wipe down the tables and straighten the chairs. Sighing, he turned back to the young woman he'd come to call his sister and stood up, pushing his chair in. She stifled a giggle at his overdramatic gesture and stood up also, throwing her arms around him one last time in farewell.

"See you when you get off, yeah? I'll run by the Brown Jug and pick something up." He laughed.

"I'll text Poe. Maybe he'll be in at a decent enough hour to actually have dinner with us tonight." She pulled back and pushed her chair in.

"And tell him that if he gets stuck on top of a mountain again I will personally sabotage every single bush plane that they send to rescue him!" He chuckled and rolled his eyes as he made his way back to the counter.

"Alright, alright. Now get out of here, and put a damn jacket on, it's freezing out!"

"Actually, it's below freezing!" She stuck her tongue out at him as she pushed the door open, then bolted out into the biting cold. He turned only to meet Hux's glare.

"What?" He put his hands up, shrugging his shoulders. The ginger merely scoffed and rolled his eyes before heading into the back.

"Keep an eye on things. I need to do the inventory." Phasma came back with the rag and wrung it out in the sink before washing her hands and coming up to stand beside him, eyebrow raised, as he pulled out his phone.

"So what was all that about?"

"Hm? Oh, Rey just got a big promotion, and she's going to pick something up tonight to celebrate."

"Then what's all this about stranding your boyfriend?" He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and chuckled in embarrassment.

"Uh, he um, well, you know he's a bush pilot, right?" She gives him a deadpan look.

"Yeah."

"Hehe, well uh, he couldn't make it to Rey's celebration when she graduated college about a year ago." Both of her eyebrows rose and she whistled. "Yeah, he uh, he had to touch down near the feet of the Sleeping Lady because he was being cocky with his flying and was trying to show off for one of his clients. They got too close to a mountain and the wind shear popped a few things out of place."

"How long were they stranded for?"

"Oh not terribly long, like six hours." She whistled again.

"Man, that's lucky."

"Tell me about it."

"Hey!" Hux's shrill shout came filtering from somewhere in the back. "Could one of you Chatty Cathy's get back here and toss the milk that's expired?" Phasma snorted.

"Coming!" She turned back to Finn for a moment. "Don't get too smashed tonight; you know he'll freak out on you if you come in with a hangover tomorrow." He chuckled as she made her way back to the fridge to help the hot-tempered redhead.