Despite what the crew of the Finalizer may believe, the General is not without his vices. At the end of gamma shift, he retreats to his private quarters, a glass of fine Corellian whiskey in one hand and a slim Kubaz cigarra in the other. He's earned an indulgence, he thinks, turning on his personal datapad and tapping a selection of tracks from his prized collection.

After all, one needs the right music to rule the galaxy to, right?

--------------

Hux likes classical music. I mean, come on.

Tracklist: http://dustandhalos.tumblr.com/post/143459247052/s-i-n-f-o-n-i-e-despite-what-the-crew-of-the

8 tracks