[By the mid-month, Azula is no longer in a foul mood.
Instead, she's bewildered and in a foul mood.
The weather is awful, and she doesn't know how anybody tolerates it. The decorations all over town are garish and tacky and use entirely too many dead plants and colored baubles. The gumdrop fairies are incessant, constantly trying to 'cheer her up,' which is roughly as counterproductive as it is possible to be.
And worse still is the music. It barely counts as music. It's just... noise. And it's everywhere, the noise.
She's beginning to hate Christmas. The whole Christmas season. And the thing she would like in the least, is to run into Uncle right now... or, almost as bad-]
... Avatar.
[She's clearly unhappy, carrying a cup of tea from the coffee shop and wearing a winter coat and a seriously disgruntled expression. It clearly didn't improve on seeing Aang.]
III [Action] Don we now our gay apparel (For Aang / @all_the_aangles)
Instead, she's bewildered and in a foul mood.
The weather is awful, and she doesn't know how anybody tolerates it. The decorations all over town are garish and tacky and use entirely too many dead plants and colored baubles. The gumdrop fairies are incessant, constantly trying to 'cheer her up,' which is roughly as counterproductive as it is possible to be.
And worse still is the music. It barely counts as music. It's just... noise. And it's everywhere, the noise.
She's beginning to hate Christmas. The whole Christmas season. And the thing she would like in the least, is to run into Uncle right now... or, almost as bad-]
... Avatar.
[She's clearly unhappy, carrying a cup of tea from the coffee shop and wearing a winter coat and a seriously disgruntled expression. It clearly didn't improve on seeing Aang.]