Korra let out a groan as light fell across her eyes and she buried her face into the side of the couch pulling the comforter over her head. She rolled over and tried to fall back asleep but found that she couldn't quite fall back into a slumber which set her into a bad mood already. Korra hated mornings and she hated waking up. For more reasons then she cared to explain. Reluctantly, she sat up and found herself momentarily confused as to where exactly she was. It took her longer than it should have to remember what had happened last night and where she was by default. She collapsed back into the couch letting out a heavy sigh. "Of course. I'm at Asami's." No wonder she couldn't fall back to sleep. Korra had a thing about sleeping in strange places. Mainly that she tended not to sleep when in strange places. Or at least had trouble sleeping.

Typically when she stayed in a new place she only got a few hours of sleep at best. She was kind of amazed she had slept through the night but then again there hadn't been much night to sleep through. She let her eyes drift back closed hoping to maybe find a few more minutes of sleep but eventually gave up on the idea. Lethargically, she got to her feet and began moving around the large apartment. It was mostly furnished with modern-looking furniture most of which looked like they had barely been used. Korra took her time making her way toward the balcony to do her morning stretches.

Korra stepped out into the brisk morning air, stretching her arms over her head and tilting her body to the sides while groaning. Asami's couch wasn't the most comfortable couch in the world but when compared to the beds on Air Temple Island, which were like sleeping on two-by-fours, it was a breath of fresh air. She took a deep breath continuing to stretch and then began practicing her Waterbending forms. It was something that she did unconsciously and even though she was a master it never hurt to continue to practice the basics. After all, practice made better.

Korra got so lost in the movements of her forms that she didn't hear the door open or Asami step out onto the balcony. It was only once she had completed her third run through and turned to head back inside that she noticed Asami leaning against the doorway, a playful smirk on her face. Korra jumped internally but kept her outside calm and collected, "I didn't see you there."

"I could tell." Asami pushed herself up off the frame and moved closer to Korra who took a small, unconscious step backwards, "I find bending fascinating so I couldn't help but watch you practice."

"Bending isn't all that," Korra said off-handedly as she rubbed the back of her neck.

Asami chuckled, "Yeah well that's because you can do it." Asami eyed Korra in a way that felt oddly predatory, "You can keep practicing. I just like watching."

Korra felt her cheeks heat up slightly and she wasn't even sure why. "Actually I just finished."

"Oh." The smirk fell from Asami's face and she crossed her arms over her chest, "So, do you have any plans today?"

Korra placed her hands on her hips and turned to look out over the city, "Not really." Korra took a deep breath, letting it out before turning to look at Asami, "I think breakfast would be a good start."

"Sounds good." Asami turned and moved toward the open door, stopping in the doorway before glancing over her shoulder, "But I think you should know that I can't cook." Her tone didn't match her words but Korra decided it didn't matter.

"That's okay I can." Korra followed Asami back inside, closing the door behind her. They headed toward the kitchen, Asami taking a seat at the bar while Korra moved through the kitchen. She opened the fridge and glanced inside expecting to find it fully stocked but instead found that it was nearly empty. Korra furrowed her brows as she stared into the barely stocked fridge before closing it and opening it the freezer which was just as empty. Korra screwed her face into an expression of confusion as she opened and closed the cupboards finding that, you guessed it, they were empty as well. "Well then," Korra muttered, placing her hands on her hips as she tried to think of what she could make with the limited supplies.

Suddenly Asami laughed, "Sorry. I should have told you I don't have a lot of food." Korra turned to look at Asami, "I don't cook very often so I tend not to buy food all that much."

"Then what do you eat?"

"Fast food and take out mostly." Asami smiled shyly, looking rightly ashamed.

"Asami," Korra said in a chiding tone, fixing her with a look that one would give a misbehaving child that made her sink into her seat.

"I know. I know." Asami said, placatingly. "I'm just so busy all the time that I don't have time to cook most of the time."

Korra ran her hands over her face. She wasn't exactly fond of fast food or take out. Mainly because it lacked any nutritional value and Korra didn't understand why you'd buy shitty junk food when you could cook something just as good that was much healthier for you. "You know cooking doesn't take that long right."

"But I'm always so busy and tired when I get home from work."

"It only takes like 15 minutes to make pasta with meat sauce. It's not that hard Asami."

"I suck at cooking."

"It's not hard. You're just making excuses." Korra fixed Asami with another look and said, "I can teach you if you need me to."

"What? Really?"

"Yeah. Like I said it's not that hard. Even an idiot can make edible pasta."

"Well, then I might be an outlier since I'm a certifiable genius and I still manage to fuck up pasta."

"You're serious?"

"Completely." Korra quirked a brow at the CEO who looked rightly ashamed. Korra pulled her hands over her face letting out a groan.

"Okay. Okay. We can work with this." Asami's eyes widened at the comment.

"You'll teach me? Even though I'm probably the worst cook in the history of forever?"

"Well, the only way to get better is to practice. After all, practice makes better."

"Don't you mean practice makes perfect?"

"I've never been fond of the saying practice makes perfect."

"Why?"

"I just don't think it's right to make it seem like it's possible to be perfect. We're human and no matter how hard we try we can never be perfect. The best we can achieve through practice is better."

"That's...an interesting point of view," Asami said as she leaned forward slightly, "So, are you saying you're not perfect then? Because I beg to differ."

Korra let out a nervous laugh, unsure what to make of the comment. "I'm not perfect. Far from it." She turned back to the fridge, clasping her hands together, "Okay, so let's see what I can make."

"Ya know," Asami started, "We could just order something. I'll go shopping later so you can make something properly."

Korra scoffed, "If I can't make something edible out of this then I have no right to teach you how to cook."

Asami laughed, "Perfectionist much?"

"You can be a perfectionist and not be perfect," Korra said as she opened the fridge, "It's perfectly okay to want to be perfect but there's no way you can achieve it." She pulled out a half-empty carton of eggs and a nearly packet of ham. "The goal in life is to come to terms with the fact that nobody is perfect." She set the two items on the counter and began looking through the cabinets.

"That's, um, wow."

Korra eventually found what she was looking for and placed the bowl on the counter, "Take that how you want but I think a big part of accepting yourself is accepting your flaws." It was something Korra still had trouble with even after all these years. She cracked the eggs into the bowl before fishing a fork out of one of the drawers. She began whisking it, "Can you get a pan out?"

"Oh, sure." Asami responded and stood up moving around the counter and pulling a pan out, placing it on the stove, "Here." She leaned against the counter, crossing her arms over her chest. Korra set the bowl down, turned on the oven and began to tear the ham into little pieces tossing them into eggs. She gave the eggs one final stir before she poured them into the now hot pan. The pair stood in silence as Korra scrambled the eggs with a spatula.

"Do you have any bread?"

"Um, maybe?" Asami mumbled as she began rummaging through the cabinets, "No. I don't."

"Of course you don't," Korra muttered as she turned off the heat and moved the pan off it. "Can you get a-" She trailed off suddenly when Asami set two bowls next to the stove. "Thanks..."

Korra quickly moved the eggs into the bowls and handed them to Asami who placed them on the counter. They both moved around the counter taking a seat at the bar, a single chair between them. They ate in relative silence the only sound that of their forks against the bowls and muffled chewing.

"That was really good," Asami said with a satisfied sigh, pushing the bowl away from her.

"I'm glad." Korra stood up and took both the bowls placing them in the sink. She was about to start washing them when a distinct ringing emanated from somewhere in the apartment. It took Korra a few moments to recognize it as her ringtone but once she had she quickly moved over to where she had tossed her jacket when she had arrived last night. She fumbled for it before eventually pulling it out and seeing the name of the person who was calling, 'Lin'. Korra narrowed her eyes at the name. Lin didn't call her unless she had a reason and they usually weren't good ones. She answered it and pressed it to her ear, "Hello?"

"Korra." Lin gruffed from the other end of the line. "I need you to come into the station."

"What for?"

"I'll explain once you're here." She could hear the sound of shuffling paper. Korra rolled her eyes.

"I'd really prefer an explanation beforehand."

Of course, Lin ignored her completely, "If you need me to, I can send an officer to your location to bring you here."

Korra rolled her eyes at Lin's ever-present no-nonsense tone of voice. "Fine. Don't tell me." She paused before adding as an afterthought, "I'll take a bus so please don't send someone." She knew Lin well enough to know that she totally would send a uniformed officer to pick her up if she thought she wouldn't come in. It's just how Lin was.

"Good." Lin gruffed before hanging up without even saying goodbye. Korra pulled her phone away and looked down at it with a raised eyebrow.

She'd known Lin her whole life and this was perfectly in line with her character but that didn't make it any less frustrating. "A goodbye would have been nice." She muttered as she picked up her jacket, pulling it on and turning to look at Asami who had apparently watched the entire exchange. "I have to go. Something's come up."

"Okay," Asami whispered and Korra flashed her a smile.

"I had fun last night. Maybe we could do it again?"

"Yeah. Maybe."

Korra nodded and walked over to where she left her shoes. "I'll, uh, text you later? Cool?"

"Yeah." Korra walked over to the elevator, stepping inside and waving to Asami.

She pressed the down arrow and said as the doors closed, "See ya."

Korra glared up at the police station, grumbling to herself as she made her way inside. She got a few curious glances from the people inside as she made her way up to the counter. She placed her hands on the counter, tapping absentmindedly as she waited for the officer to realize she was waiting. Eventually, he noticed her and walked over, "Can I help you?"

"I need to see Lin."

"Who?"

"Chief Beifong," Korra said shortly

"What's the reason for your visit?"

"My reason is that she called me and refused to tell me why. So, I need to speak with her."

"I'm sorry but without a reason, I can't grant you-"

"I'll take it from here Officer Genji," Lin spoke up from behind Korra who turned to see the chief of police standing stiffly, her hands clasped back in an authoritative manner. The officer nodded and went back to working on the files. Lin turned on her heel and gave a follow me gesture, "Come on." Korra followed Lin down the hall and toward the interview rooms. They entered the cold unfeeling room with a metal table and two very uncomfortable looking chairs. She watched Lin take a seat in the one with its back facing the two-way mirror. She gestured to the other seat, "Take a seat."

"I'd prefer to stand." Korra crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall, glaring at the Detective. "Now, can you tell me why I'm here?" Lin let out a huff and opened the folder pulling a piece of paper out. She slid it toward Korra who stepped forward looking down at the police sketch of her face. She furrowed her brows as she picked up the sketch, "Care to explain?"

Lin leaned forward gesturing to the seat once more, "Take a seat and I'll tell you."

Korra pulled the chair out and collapsed into it, pushing the paper back at her, "Explain Lin."

She glanced down at folder flipping through the papers, "Where were you last night between 12 and 1 am?"

Korra crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Lin, "What does it matter?"

"Answer the question Korra." Lin rebuffed gruffly, crossing her own arms over her chest.

Korra sighed, "I was at your niece's coffee shop."

"If I call her will she confirm this?"

"Lin," Korra uncrossed her arms and leaned forward, "Will stop treating me like a common criminal and tell me why the fuck you wanted me to come in?"

"I have it on good authority that you and someone else were trespassing in Republic City Park between 12 and 1 am last night." Lin uncrossed her arms as well and fixed Korra with a glare that she probably meant to be intimidating but Korra just found it infuriating. The fact that Lin thought that she could intimidate her into admitting to whatever it was she thought she did.

"Whose authority?"

"An eyewitness who was there." It didn't take a genius to put the pieces together and realize who it was that had reported her and Asami for trespassing. "He was unable to identify the other person with you. I need you to identify the other person."

"No."

"No?" Lin quirked an eyebrow at Korra, "You know if you don't comply I can charge you with obstruction of justice."

"I'd like to see you try." Korra scoffed, rolling her eyes. Lin stood up and moved toward the door. Her hand was one the knob when Korra spoke up, a bit of panic leaking into her voice, "Oh come on Lin. Who are you gonna believe? Some random guy or me?"

She glanced over her shoulder, "I believe the evidence and right now the evidence says that your lying right to my face." Lin opened the door, "So unless you decide to stop lying I'm going to believe the random guy who didn't lie to me."

After a short moment of inner contemplation, Korra let out an agitated sigh and said, "Fine. I'll tell you who was with me." She watched as Lin closed the door and returned to her seat. Korra crossed her arms over her chest, leaning back in her chair, "If I tell you who else was with me you have to promise to keep them out of the final report."

"I promise." Lin gruffed and Korra narrowed her eyes at the detective unconvinced of the vow.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Now tell me who you were with."

Korra let out a heavy sigh, "Asami Sato."

Lin quirked an eyebrow at a Korra, the edge of lip turning slightly upwards, "As in the Asami Sato? CEO of Future Industries?" Korra nodded and Lin leaned back in her chair letting out a slow whistle, "I can see why you'd want to keep her out of the report."

"Yeah. So, you can write me a ticket and fine me but keep her name out of it."

Lin nodded as she pushed herself to her feet, the chair scraping against the floor, "Come with me and we can get this sorted out." Korra stood up, shoving her hands in her pockets as she followed Lin out the door.

Korra filled out the paperwork, paid her fine and bid the detective farewell before leaving the station. She walked out into the bright sun, squinting up at it, shading her eyes with her hands. She began moving toward the rundown bus stop when her phone rang. She fished it out of her jacket pocket and noticed the familiar name on the screen. Sliding her finger across the screen she pressed it to her ear and said with a smile, "Hey Asami."