My eyes fluttered open as I woke up in my bed; I didn't really remember getting home last night. I tossed my legs over the side of the bed and staggered into my little bathroom. I stumbled on a fold in the carpet, cursing I walked into the bathroom. Beginning to hum, I turned on the shower and stepped in. I started scrubbing the grime from the previous day from my skin. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a large purple mark on my arm. I poked at it, cringing at the twinge of pain it sent up my arm. I proceeded gently with the rest of my shower while looking for any other random marks.
Stepping out of the shower I wiped a circle from the fog on the mirror and saw a small cut on my cheek.
"What the hell did I get up to last night?" I murmured under my breath as I gripped my towel a little tighter to my chest.
Absent mindedly walking into the living room I made my way to the radio in the dim light.
Flicking it on I walked back to my room, shaking my hips slightly to the melody.
"Mmmph"
Leaving the door open so the music could flow in I dropped my towel and began to get dressed.
"Mako turn off the music." I heard a voice from the front room as I was beginning to pull on a pair of shorts. Wide eyed I stared into the living room and saw a pair of equally surprised green eyes looking right back at me and my uncovered chest.
Slamming the door shut I could feel a fire burning in my cheeks. I quickly finished dressing and prepared myself to confront the stranger in my living room. I pressed my ear against the door, muttered curse words, the radio, and pacing.
Opening the door I walked right into the stranger who had his hand raised like he was just about to knock on the door. He took a step backwards and cleared his throat.
"So um, good morning!"
"Who are you? What're you doing in my apartment? How did you get in here?"
"Last night, Pabu. My fire ferret. He was lost and I was looking for him." I felt something furry wind around my ankles, looking down there was indeed a fire ferret.
"Oh right. Pabu! Sorry I'm usually a little fuzzy in the mornings." I picked up Pabu and he licked the cut on my cheek. I cringed.
"Any ideas about the bruises?"
"Oh. Yeah you were attacked. But it's ok! We got him!"
"I was what?"
"Attacked. But yeah we got him, all locked up and behind bars. By the way do you want to press charges? They told me to ask if you wanted to press charges." Not remembering any of this I slowly walked towards the kitchen, looking around slowly for the tea pot.
"I might, though for now I'm in desperate need of some tea. Aha!" Pulling out the tea pot triumphantly I smiled.
"Would you like some tea? I'm making tea." My head feeling fuzzy as the excitement of meeting…oh my what was his name?
"Sure!" He walked over to the kitchen and hovered over me. My cheeks burned as I filled the little pot and put it on the burner.
"So um, did we ever introduce ourselves?"
He seemed taken off guard with the question.
"No. I don't think we did. I'd remember such a pretty girl's name."
I felt my cheeks burn as I quickly turned around and poked a tea bag into the pot with a spoon, watching the little flecks that escaped the bag swirl around the darkening amber water. Grabbing two cups I turned back around.
"Well my name's Lillah and this is my apartment." I set the cups down, sitting opposite him at the table, takin in his features. He was handsome, boyishly so but still handsome. Well built. Probably an Earthbender.
"I kind of figured it was, and the name's Bolin." He grinned. Slightly shaking my head to focus I reached down for my cup and brought it to my lips.
Slowly I set the cup down as Bolin snickered across the table. Sheepishly I got up.
"Stop laughing!" I said as I sat back down with the tea pot, filling both of the cups. We both grinned as we sat, telling each other stories and laughing.