bentflame

[Azula's sitting in a chair, wrapped in a blanket-- it's thunderstorming outside; her favorite weather]

I think I might go to this Christmas party. I've been to them in past years and they've been all right. It's easy enough to avoid annoying people.

Lilith, you should come too.

[she shifts a little, looking out the window]

... I hope this storm lasts a long time.

Being seventeen doesn't feel any different.

... If I said I'd do something with you today and then I didn't show up, I suppose we can arrange something in its place.