The Third Day

For the third time this week, Azula woke up in bed with someone completely unexpected. For the first time, however, she woke up before they did.

She knew before she opened her eyes that she wasn't alone-- she could feel an arm brushing up against hers. Azula lifted her head and glanced over, still holding out just a little hope that it was only Ty Lee-- but, of course, it wasn't. This time, it was someone she barely knew. She recognized the woman from around the community, but she didn't recall ever having spoken to her, and she didn't know her name.

Azula sat up and leaned over, giving the other occupant a rough shove. "Get up," she ordered.