[Backdated to Saturday, Locationally Locked to Boys' 8]

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[Ah, scenic Boys' Cabin 8! Home of etc. etc. etc. and so on. In this most scenic of cabins, any sort of tranquility and peace has just been disrupted by a certain flighty acrobat kind of... uncharacteristically storming in looking the worse for wear. Have fun with that!]

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-- Ty Lee!

[slams his laptop shut super-fast so she can't catch him browsing dailypuppy.com]

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*... but puppies are cute and she'd totally approve, Prince Zuko. But no, kind of... not noticing you're there and throwing herself on her bed, burying head in pillow.*

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...







Hey.

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*... managing a "... huh?"esque noise from under the pillow.*

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You're... uh.

... Are you feeling okay?

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*... sitting up and blinking a few times and MAINTAINING COMPOSURE REALLY*

... u-um. Prince Zuko! So... you've been here this whole time, haven't you?

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I guess so. I came straight back here after lunch. Why?

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So... then you haven't been outside a lot today, right?

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No. It's cold.

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That's... probably really smart of you, Zuko.

*Fidgeting and starting to run low on backup perkiness reserves DANGER DANGER*

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Uh... yeah, I guess so.

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Are you sick or something? I can give you some alone time or... get you something with sugar in it or whatever it is that makes girls feel better.

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Huh? Oh, no no no, I'm fine! Really! Perfectly fine, everything's really... um, pink and copacetic and the universe is in perfect.. um... working order... y-yeah.

*... so anyone with the lie detection skills of a third grader should be able to pierce through this one, pretty much.*

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[has the lie detection skills of a FOURTH grader! HaHA!]

I'm not stupid, Ty Lee.

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I... I never said you were! It's just... just, I mean... I-I...

*CUE TEARS WELLING UP IN EYES AND SAD VIOLIN MUSIC IN THE DISTANCE*

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Hey... don't do that...!

[oh god this is awkward]

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*And I bet Ty Lee throwing her arms around you and crying on your shoulder just makes it worse, right?*

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[... pat... pat...?]

Um. Look, uh, whatever I said, pretend I didn't mean it.

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I-it's not you, Zuko! Sorry...

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Oh. Well. Good.

... Then what?

[still kind of awkwardly patting her back 'cause it seems sort of like The Thing To Do though he's clearly never done it before]

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It's just... just g-guys and mistletoe a-and it wasn't like I MEANT to do anything and he got mad at me anyway and I think he hates me ohgod but it wasn't my fault and... and... *Back to incoherent crying on your shoulder? Yes? Awesome.*

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[abhdfdhdkdfbwe]

Ty Lee! Focus. Explain the problem slowly. And with words.

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S-sorry, sorry... um.

T-there was this mistletoe and I guess it makes you kiss people, except I didn't know that! And I... I just thought it was pretty so I wore it in my hair and I know that's dumb and reckless and I'm sorry about it but I can't change what I did now, right?

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[mental girl problem warning bell!!!]

You wore it in your hair?

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I... I know, okay? It was dumb! Really, really dumb and yes I'm stupid for doing it, I've already been told that, s-so please don't okay?

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Look, I -- I didn't say you were dumb! It's just. That must have been... um.