[ She repeats back to him in the same low tone, like she'd practiced his voice a million times before. Azula laughs immediately after, brushing passed him like she'd entered his dwelling a million times before, like they were old pals that did casual hangs.
Hah. She tilts her head as she watches him close the door behind her, ignoring the shoes on the floor (what, was she going to wiggle around his apartment in socks?) to focus in on him. Purposely to make him a little uncomfortable, Azula was still excitedly trying to pick him apart, figure out his motive. She had convinced herself he'd attempt to disappear the second she let him out of her sight, not do her best to keep her in his circle. Always. It felt like any time he had finally slipped her mind, the ping of a new notification forced him back in. ]
I never thought you would actually invite me to the place you live. Where you rest your head at night and close your little eye.
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[ She repeats back to him in the same low tone, like she'd practiced his voice a million times before. Azula laughs immediately after, brushing passed him like she'd entered his dwelling a million times before, like they were old pals that did casual hangs.
Hah. She tilts her head as she watches him close the door behind her, ignoring the shoes on the floor (what, was she going to wiggle around his apartment in socks?) to focus in on him. Purposely to make him a little uncomfortable, Azula was still excitedly trying to pick him apart, figure out his motive. She had convinced herself he'd attempt to disappear the second she let him out of her sight, not do her best to keep her in his circle. Always. It felt like any time he had finally slipped her mind, the ping of a new notification forced him back in. ]
I never thought you would actually invite me to the place you live. Where you rest your head at night and close your little eye.