::Variation 03: Hooks::
"Help me with the fitting," asked Kanna and Ty Lee nodded once.
The older woman was making costumes and Ty Lee was helping her.
"Do you ever leave the studio?" asked Azula and Ty Lee jumped. She was not expecting that girl again.
"Do you?" Ty Lee asked innocently.
Azula's expression soured as she began to strip out of her street clothes. Ty Lee realized she was biting her lower lip and blushed bright red from embarrassment. She was beginning to realize that she might have a crush on this icy bitch. It was certainly not the best thing that had ever happened to Ty Lee.
"Could you clasp her into this?" Kanna demanded and Ty Lee realized she had spaced out for at least two whole minutes. Yikes.
"Uh-huh." Ty Lee nodded awkwardly, jumped up gracefully, and walked to stand behind Azula. She smelled like a strong perfume.
Ty Lee looked at the hooks in the back of the bodice and swallowed. Nothing had been this uncomfortable before for her. She usually had an easy time with social situations, with flirting, with all of that, but Azula just threw her off her game.
She reached and clasped the hooks over Azula's smooth but bony back.
And then she ran, because she did not want Kanna or Azula to see her flushed cheeks.
