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He's not entirely sure if something is going on, but ever since Poe had gone into the woods to see that strange house, he's felt off somehow, but he can't put his finger on why. Everywhere he goes, he's been running into bad luck. The locks had nearly fused shut when he'd been trying on some clothes, trapping him in the changeroom until the saleswoman let him out, they had a disaster drill when he'd been at the coffee shop that kept him there longer than he wanted, and there'd been a genuinely scary moment when he thought he'd be stuck in his plane when the door stuck shut thanks to some of the fluids.

He's at home, now, trying to convince himself that it's all just a weird coincidence, but he needs some outside validation, just to make sure. BB-8 keeps running scans and promising that everything is fine, but Poe doesn't feel like it, which is why he's texted Rey to come over, mainly to promise that he's not going crazy. Fiddling and tugging at his hair, he makes a mental note to get it cut when this is all over, because it's starting to get unruly, but maybe it's just a mess because he's a mess right now.