[Okay. Enough. Really. Loud voices. Laughing. A thud. It's the thud that wakes him fully, because that's usually not a good sign. Zuko nearly faceplants as he tries to roll out of bed, but get out of bed he does. And down the hall. Into the living room.
Shirtless. Tired. Grumpy.
... Is that Katara on the floor with Masaomi? Surely, he's seeing things, because Katara wouldn't have someone over in the middle of the night, especially not for... well. Couch makeout sessions.
Except obviously she does.
And, for some reason, he can smell food.]
What is going... ? [GLARING AT YOU BOTH.] You have a mission tomorrow. What are you doing awake?
[Come on, Katara. He thought you were the responsible one in this group.]
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Shirtless. Tired. Grumpy.
... Is that Katara on the floor with Masaomi? Surely, he's seeing things, because Katara wouldn't have someone over in the middle of the night, especially not for... well. Couch makeout sessions.
Except obviously she does.
And, for some reason, he can smell food.]
What is going... ? [GLARING AT YOU BOTH.] You have a mission tomorrow. What are you doing awake?
[Come on, Katara. He thought you were the responsible one in this group.]