Summary
Zuko sighed for the umpteenth time. "Well, somebody sure sounds depressed." "Sorry, Katara, but could you leave me alone for a bit?" he asked, not looking at her. "Excuse me? Who are you calling 'Katara?" Zuko's eyes widened. He quickly turned to look at the person behind him, almost losing his balance in the process. He felt like he could cry. Just a quick one-shot.