[Korra yawns widely -- the sound is muffled by the rumbling of her stomach. She's not sure whether she'd rather sleep or eat. If only there were a way to do both!
She manages, with difficulty, to open the soda with one hand. She gulps the drink down with a wince. It's disgusting, but she's thirsty.]
Breakfast. [Making faces, as though that will help her get the taste of the soda out of her mouth. It's a long trip back to the Beach House (and, let's be honest, she doesn't want to risk waking Mako up and having him ask where she's been all night. Not while exhausted, hungry, and sore.)]
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She manages, with difficulty, to open the soda with one hand. She gulps the drink down with a wince. It's disgusting, but she's thirsty.]
Breakfast. [Making faces, as though that will help her get the taste of the soda out of her mouth. It's a long trip back to the Beach House (and, let's be honest, she doesn't want to risk waking Mako up and having him ask where she's been all night. Not while exhausted, hungry, and sore.)]