People driving don't usually pay much attention to those walking on the sidewalk. Not only because it's dangerous to focus on things other than the road, but because a lot of people don't have cars. It's perfectly normal for people to walk everywhere they must go. Satomobiles are still very expensive. I have heard rumors that a new automobile company is going to open with more affordable products.

Thinking about these off-topic things help me to ignore what just happen. I was walked quite fast, as if I walked slow the hatred I felt from Korra a few minutes ago would catch of to me. I looked around while I walked, Republic City is truly beautiful. My building is coming up on the left. I'll have to cross the street.

I jogged across the street as soon as I saw an opening. The apartment building towered above me. I entered and forced a smile to the worker on the main floor. She is a very nice lady. Sometimes after work I stay down here for a while to talk to her. She's pretty, in a welcoming kind of way. The kind of look you'd like to see when you enter a new place for the first time. I can't talk to her today. Onto the 22nd floor.

The door slammed against the wall when I opened it. I shuddered. I already had a headache, and that did not help. I close the door behind me in what seemed like slow-motion. I didn't bother to turn the lights on. I would rather sulk in darkness. Damn why am I so depressing?

I collapsed on top of my red comforter, not bothering to crawl beneath it. My room was mainly fire nation red, but my dresser, night stand, and headboard were black. I silently thanked the stranger who designed my room for setting me up with a dark colored walls and furniture. Because without the lights on, this room looks how I feel. A black hole.

It wasn't that late, but I passed out as if I had been awake for 3 days straight, I don't remember drifting off, but it only felt like 20 minutes when I heard a knock on the door. I'm getting real tired of having my privacy invaded at random parts of the day. Especially by my brother. What more could he really have to say to me? He didn't even give me a warning call this time.

I dragged myself over to the door. I must look like an idiot. My t shirt is wrinkled, I took my socks off while I was sleeping...? I think there's crusty drool all over my cheek, and my hair..well it's just a dreadful mess. The worst part, though, is that I don't care at all about my appearance right now. Why should I care what I look like around Bolin?

I pulled the door open and avoided eye contact by looking at the ground. I immediately started to say, "what do you want Bolin…" but I cut myself off the moment I glanced up. That's not Bolin. That's not a boy. A girl? At my apartment? Wait...no a familiar girl, a familiar face, with beautiful features..Asami.

I stared wide-eyed at her. Why the hell...How...before I could work out any ideas on why she was at my door, she took a step toward me. She threw her arms around me. I was still standing stiff...I haven't directly hugged Asami since we broke up a few years ago.

"Mako! I am so happy to see you! It feels like it has been forever!"

"Hey Asami, wasn't wasn't expecting to see you here."

"That's the point! It's supposed to be a surprise, Hopefully a good one."

With that last part, Asami smirked. There's a flirty tone to everything she is saying. What is her plan by going over here? I bet she's trying to make Korra jealous. But I still don't know what is happening between them. Are they fighting? Did they break up? Korra is crying for some reason. And Asam is not with Korra with some reason. I just really wish I knew this reason.

"Yeah it is definitely a surprise-" as I was saying this, Asami gently pushed past me to enter my apartment. What is going on?

"Wow Mako, they really set you up here. This is nice."

"Yeah its pretty nice.."

"Do you live alone now?"

"Yeah. Bolin moved to a place with Opal. Just a couple minutes away."

"Well it's nice that you get your privacy now. Do you ever have any visitors?"

I really don't know why she is being so flirty and asking me all these questions about my life. She walked right to the living room and sat down on my couch. I didn't even invite her in. It's not that that I hate her. Sure, I'm jealous that Korra chose her in the end. And I could tell all along how much closer Korra was with Asami than anyone else. But I was also very close with Asami at one point, and with her being in our group, I spent a LOT of time with her. I don't hate her. But at this moment in time, I don't exactly want her to be in my apartment alone with me. Plus, she's acting very odd.

I sat down on one of the two chairs in my apartment. The last thing I want to do is tell Asami how I sit at home alone everyday. I'm debating whether or not to lie to her and tell her I've been dating some girls. Then again, I'd look like an idiot if she ends up finding out I lied about that. Telling her the truth it probably the best option.

"Well, honestly, no. Bolin comes over every Wednesday and Opal sometimes tags along. Other than that, it's usually just me."

"Oh, so do you have any neighbors?"

"No one directly next to me. There's an old man across the hall, but he's not usually home."

"Well it does really sound lonely."

It is.

"Eh, it's not too bad. I kind of like it."

Honestly, it's kind of nice sitting here and visiting with Asami. I like having just regular conversation with another human. Being yelled at by Lin is not pleasant, and everyone else at work is usually too uptight to relax and socialize.

"Well, I hope you don't mind that I came by. It has just been so long since we last caught up."

"No, I don't mind at all. You can stay for a while. Would you like something to drink or a snack or anything?"

Okay. I kind of mind, but I have to be nice. Surely she won't stay too long.

"Sure, I'll just have a glass of water. You're such a gentleman."

I stifled a laugh. She hasn't been that nice to me in years. I was under the impression that she still thought I was a douchebag for how we broke up in the end. I grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and started to pour some water into the glass. Asami hollered at me from the other room, "Don't pour too much; I'm not that thirsty. Not for water atleast."