"If I can just get out of this situation alive, I will give up meat…and sarcasm. Okay? That’s all I got. That’s pretty much my whole identity. "

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Written by Nina.

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 “ Honestly, Sokka, if you don’t let me heal this you’re going to be itching that scratch for weeks ! “ she shouts, roughly grabbing his face with one hand and directing the water to his bleeding shoulder. 

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I’m FINE! It’s just a scratch, I can take care of myself! Let me go!” He squirmed under her rough touch, trying as best he can to free himself from her grip. But alas, his struggle was to no avail. The water had attached itself to his shoulder and was already glowing. Goddammit Katara. 

Why did she have to be so dramatic and meddlesome? It was just a little bite from a moth wasp. No big deal. Actually, strike that. It was a big deal. For the past few hours, Sokka had been scratching that itch until his shoulder turned into a bleeding mess. 

He exhaled a long sigh, eyes narrowed in annoyance. “Seriously, this is nothing to worry about.”

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