It was a beautiful night. The young couple held hands as they walked around the pristine lake near their camp.
She pulled her hand free and pointed at the glowing ball in the sky. In the most theatrical tone she could muster, she cried, “That’s no moon! That’s a space station!”
His shoulders tightened as he kept walking but his face screwed up in anger, “Oh my God! Will you stop already?”
Her grin dropped, “Stop what?”
Abruptly, he stopped and turned toward her, “You have been making Star Wars references all day today.”
He began to count out each instance on his fingers, “When we left on this trip morning, you said, “Adventure? Hmmpf! Excitement? A Jedi craves not these things.” When I was trying to give you directions to this campground, you came back with “Travelling through hyperspace aint like dusting crops, boy.”
In frustration, his hands fell to his side, “Never mind when we arrived here, you went all “You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.” Even when I told you I loved you, you replied “I know.”
“It’s not my fault.” She said with smirk.
His teeth ground into each other, “You’re doing it again!”
She sighed loudly, “No reward is worth this.”
“Stop! Stop it! I can’t take it anymore.”
Maybe she had gone too far but she couldn’t resist the urge, “Well, you said you wanted to be around when I made a mistake.”
He just glared at her.
Suddenly, the sky lit up with a green haze that only grew brighter. He glanced up and noticed that it seemed to come from the moon. “I have a bad feeling about this.”
With a sense of triumph she shouted, “The circle is now complete!”
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