The sun was long gone by now, and there was nothing to keep the two company except for the moon and the stars. Meanwhile, the alcohol had completely robbed them of all reason, and they were giggling uncontrollably on the ground for no apparent reason,
"So—so, you sent the guy sprawling across the room?" she slurred, incapable of containing her laughter, "In front of everyone?!"
"Yeah! He was flirting with my girlfriend…. what do you expect?!" Sitting on the floor, Zuko was equally drunk. He wasn't sober enough to know what he was doing, but even if he were, Katara wasn't sober enough to remember these stories anyway.
"And then what happened? Did he fight back?" She was next to Zuko, whose cloak she had around her shoulders. The night air was unusually chilly that evening.
"Well…I dunno….BUT HE WENT SPRAWLING ACROSS THE ROOM!" He collapsed into another fit of giggles, an unnatural sight for anyone in their right mind to imagine. He had never laughed this hard—quite possibly in his entire life—and the sensation felt unnatural to his throat.
The combination of liquor and exhaustion was beginning to get to the firebender, who had consumed much of the rice wine. He became drowsier and drowsier with each passing minute, and eventually laid down into a drunken sleep.
"Zuko? Zuko? ZUKO?!" She shook him weakly, her own eyelids reluctantly drooping now. "Don't…"
And with that word, the girl dozed off into her own drunken dreams.