Zuko stretched and covered his eyes with his hands as the sun woke him up. He had a serious hangover. He finally opened his eyes and gasped. He was back at his hotel room in the inn he was staying at. It was covered in party stuff. Empty bottles of alcohol, bags filled of agni knows what, and it looked like eh mist have struggled into his room because a desk was knocked over and his clothes were strewn across the floor. He sighed and laid back down. Toph sure can throw a party, but he had to remind himself to never go to one again. The fire lord rolled over, wanting to sleep for the rest of the day. His body made contact with something soft, and warm. He opened his eyes to the woman laying next to him in his bed. She opened her eyes at the same time. They both screamed. Katara rolled away from him, dragging a blanket with her. They both fell to the floor. Zuko managed to get his pants on. "What the hell are you doing in my bed?" Katara yelled.
"Your bed? You're in my room!" he said standing up. Katara wrapped her naked body in a sheet and turned to face Zuko. Her head was spinning. "What happened? I mean…..did we….." she trailed off. "I think so. Zuko said. Katara sat down on the edge of the bed, facing away from Zuko. "I cannot believe this. What happened last night?" she asked, trying to break the thickening tension.
"I don't know," Zuko replied. "But that was some party."