[ Mako turns, reaching for the milk to splash a bit into Wu's mug, her brows rising. That pool was... maybe romantic isn't the word, but charged certainly is. They hadn't been able to stay away from each other in there, the air humid and thick with tension. ]
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Seriously? Did you and the other me—was there a pool, for you?
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Uh... yes? Yes. But I wouldn't say it was exactly, um, romantic.
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[ Mako turns, reaching for the milk to splash a bit into Wu's mug, her brows rising. That pool was... maybe romantic isn't the word, but charged certainly is. They hadn't been able to stay away from each other in there, the air humid and thick with tension. ]
We, uh. That was...
Um. Here's your tea.
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Yeah, it was more me wanting you, him, and him being really uncomfortable with it.
But, hey! [ Oh, he's not ready to talk about this yet ] Bolin should be here soon.