So Called It
Toph awoke at what felt like four in the morning. She judged this by the stiffness in her own body and the movement of the moon, which was slight since her last memory of it at 2 AM.
Sokka had dozed off in the interim, and was now snoring loudly and drooling all over Suki's shoulder. Suki and Aang had both surrendered to sleep long before her, but her last memory of the conversation was about hockey. Or maybe Fight Club.
But now Zuko and Katara were the last ones awake, and their quiet, intimate voices had shifted from sports (of philosophy) to the nature of destiny. As far as she could tell, at least. They were mumbling.
"I mean," Katara was (probably) saying, "it's just so odd, to think of the possibility that there might be someone out there cosmically designed to be perfect for you, and vice versa. Do you think that's true? That somewhere out there—"
Her voice cut off with a muffled gasp and the creak of bedsprings.
Toph grinned into the darkness. She had so called them!
A/N: Quick thing I found in an old notebook while looking for something else. Typed it up, and here it is.
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