Four sighed wistfully as she faded back into reality, thinking about something that could never be. "...He smells me an awful lot. Like, bordering on the fetishistic at this point." She commented to herself. She was glad that Winter was asleep, otherwise that might have been awkward to describe. She shrugged and laid back down, but left some space between herself and Winter.
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Toph had been sitting in her chair for quite a while. Why did I stay up this late?
She held out her hands as far as she could and clapped them together, creating a tent out of stone to shelter her as she slept.
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Toph had been sitting in her chair for quite a while. Why did I stay up this late?
She held out her hands as far as she could and clapped them together, creating a tent out of stone to shelter her as she slept.