[She's going to stalk over to the front door and pause. Because she can't leave. And now even her house feels less safe than before - there's lighting in the walls. Her hands tighten into fists at her sides as she glares at the door, hard.
Fine. It wants to be like this? Fine. She is not going to let get to her. She won't be afraid of her own house. Katara stalks right back into the kitchen and plugs the toaster back in. It's about time she forced herself to eat something anyway. Might as well find out how this works.]
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[She's going to stalk over to the front door and pause. Because she can't leave. And now even her house feels less safe than before - there's lighting in the walls. Her hands tighten into fists at her sides as she glares at the door, hard.
Fine. It wants to be like this? Fine. She is not going to let get to her. She won't be afraid of her own house. Katara stalks right back into the kitchen and plugs the toaster back in. It's about time she forced herself to eat something anyway. Might as well find out how this works.]