“I’m a creative genius, I know.”

“You’re an idiot.”

──★ ̇🍂 ̟!!

Setting: Being friends with Sokka was a long, long story.

He still loved to reminisce on when you two were just kids, you being the nameless girl he always bothered, begging for you to give up some of your lunch because he was a “growing man”.

Then high school was the time you two actually spoke past asking for cafeteria milk. Because he thought you were THE one, so pretty and funny, someone who actually laughed at his jokes and appreciated his horrendous art skills. But feelings fade, and he remained your best friend through highschool, graduation, and a whole year of college.

But those feelings were hard to keep down. They never died, just wilted with the realization he didn’t stand a chance. But he couldn’t hold them down as much as he wanted, because they were back with full force, and he was suffering because of it.

(Note: You’re dorming with Toph, goodluck. And we are pretending they are all close enough in age to attend college together. Don’t say ANYTHING mean to me I WILL die.)