Room 312, Friday Early Evening.

[southernbender]

Katara fiddled with her blankets and really, really wished she hadn't asked Dr. Howser to take her shift at the clinic tonight.  She'd kinda thought that Zuko was going to ask her to the dance, but then she hadn't heard anything from him, and it was really, really stupid to kinda sorta count on firebenders.

So she sat on her bed, trying to decide if

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[thebluespirit]

So it wasn't until Zuko was half dressed and ready to go to the Prom that he realised he'd forgotten one small detail. He wasn't exactly sure how he'd forgotten it, just that he'd managed to get the tickets, figure out which clothes to wear, but he hadn't asked Katara.

He failed.

He failed. A LOT.

So that would be why Zuko dashed down the hall, still struggling with the sash to his Fire Nation clothes and he knocked hurriedly on her door. She had Clinic on Friday, didn't she? She could not even be in her room anymore and and and... Why was he so bad at this?

[southernbender]

Katara glared at the door. "Come in," she called, assuming it was Teddy or someone.

[thebluespirit]

That... sounded back and Zuko stuck his head inside first, just to make sure the coast was clear. "Um... Hey, Katara."

[southernbender]

She jumped up off the bed, fairly obviously trying to get closer to her waterskin. "Zuko."