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Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she checked her reflection and frowned. She took a step back, pulling at her shirt and tilting her head. A lacy black tank top, a pair of straight-leg jeans, and a pair of sandals seemed simple enough. Katara was usually nervous about first dates, but this was a whole other level. She had changed her outfits no less than eight different times, and she felt butterflies flitting around her stomach all the while.

Katara decided to take this time to unwind. Her birthday was supposed to be just that, but obviously it took some kind of turn. No matter, she was determined to make this party at the Lodge Lodge a much more carefree kinda night. She began with two tequila shots and the night sort of took off from there. Katara wasn’t wasted by any means, but tipsy? Most definitely.

As she went around the party, she couldn’t help but notice someone standing off to the side. Was she just imagining things or-? No, it was most definitely him. Zuko. Just when she thought she could forget about everything, he was somehow there. She asked her friend about it, and she simply said that he was the security person for the lodge and was asked to keep an eye on things. She then began to gush about how cute he was, which made Katara roll her eyes. Despite how awkward she felt around him, she decided to not let it ruin her evening. She took another shot and went back to talking with friends.

Katara was never one to make a big deal out of her birthday. She was content to just got to a lowkey dinner and spend time with her friends. Her friends, however, had something else in mind. They convinced her to get dressed up (definitely overdressed for the bar) and go out. They tried to force her into a birthday crown and matching sash, but she managed to talk her way out of that. 

She was on her second shot when there was a huge scuffle. Looking up, she wasn’t surprised at what she saw. Of course Jet was causing problems. When wasn’t he? Katara rolled her eyes at the scene, knowing Jet was set off by practically anything. The guy probably accidentally bumped him or something small like that. What she didn’t expect, however, was to see the guy he was fighting. It was the guy from the other day...