Question - Chapter 8

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SUP HOES, I HOPE YOU ARE ALL HAVING A GOOD DAY, OF NOT I HOPE THIS WILL MAKE IT BETTER. AS ALWAYS SAY FUNNY SHIT, AND AS ANY QUESTION. IT'LL TAKE ME A LITTLE WHILE UNTIL I CAN RESPOND BUT I TRY MY BEST. ALSO, MY POSTING SCHULUE IS A BIT OFF BC NOW I'M BUSY ON SUNDAYS AND I HAVE WRITE DURING THE WEEK BUT, I POST AS FAST AS I CAN. THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING HERE, AND READING MY STORY, AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY.

NO SPECIFIC POV

They arrived at the nearest coffee shop and sat outside to enjoy the beautiful day. The sun was vibrant and warm. The sky was a peaceful shade of blue. The clouds were fluffy and calming white. The temperature was not too cold nor too hot. It was perfect. 

“Since we talked a little about me yesterday.  I would like to know a little about you.” The blue eyed woman proposed. "So I'll ask some questions, and you respond truthfully, no need to lie about anything. If you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to answer. Deal?” Korra offered.

“Deal.” The raven haired woman agreed. “Okay question number one, are you attracted to women?” Korra asked. “No.” The emerald eyed woman answered seriously. “Okay we are done here.” The blue eyed woman joked bitterly, being slightly disappointed. Asami burst out laughing. “I'm just playing with you, yes I am attracted to women. How did you not notice?” Asami teased, while still giggling. 

“I just wanted to make sure you weren't just being ‘friendly’ with me.” The short haired woman responded. “Damn, but I don't blame you, not many people know, it's not because I’m closested or embarrassed but because my family's culture prefers to keep it personal and not blurt it out.” Asami explained. 

“That's understandable, what nation is your family from?” The sapphire eyed woman enquired. “Water nation. I was adopted by a woman that's from the southern water tribe. I'm actually from fire nation decent. I adopted my family's culture because it was the only thing that truly felt like home. When I was young it felt like the only thing that made me connected to a family, so as I grew up, I learned more about the water nation and I treat it as if it's my own culture.” The emerald eyed goddess clarified.

“Wow that's so cool, my family is also from the southern water tribe. But that's so interesting! Do you have any siblings?” Korra asked with such enthusiasm. “Yea I have a sister and a brother. My sister is a doctor and my brother is a general in the military.” Asami admitted, admiring Korra’s interest. 

“Okay next question where do you work.” Korra questioned. “I just got a job at the air temple to babysit the air nomad’s kids.” The ruby-lip woman replied. “You mean council Tenzin?” The soft woman led. “Yea whatever his name is.” Asami mumbled, waving Korra off, to ask the next question. 

The muscular woman chuckled and asked the next question. “Tell me more about your childhood.” Asami eyes widen, staring at the table. Korra realized the pause and held back from saying anything else. The raven haired woman took a deep breath in and let it out. “Would you like me to skip that question, you don't have to answer it, if you feel uncomfortable.” The blue eyed woman reassured, getting slightly worried.

“No, it's fine, like I said I was adopted by this old woman when I was 6. I grew up with my two siblings. Never really knew anything about my birth parents. All I remember is being taken away to an orphanage at age of 4. But other than that I have no idea.” Asami told with a sad tone, but blank expression on her face. “But having a nice adoptive family take me in, really helped me alot. I am one lucky kid to have the family I have now.” The green eyed goddess countered with a grateful smile.

Korra moved her hands to meet Asami’s, giving her reassurance. “Thanks for telling me.” The soft women whispered. “Since I told you my childhood, I wish to hear about yours.” Asami insisted. “Okay…..” Korra paused trying to think of something. It was a long pause. It was kinda strange having someone not remember something from their childhood. 

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