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◌ ۪۪̥˚┊❛ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ❜┊˚ ͙۪ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉
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(edited 2/15/25)
EVERYONE WAS GETTING ready for the day. Aang was doing his weekly head shave to keep his head bald and smooth, Sokka was doing a tiny shave of his tiny mustache, Katara was doing her hair, And I was adjusting my clothes.
Everyone was here getting ready but a small twelve year old Earth-bender. Katara and I decided to check on her, just in case she was sick or something worse happened.
We opened the door, the dark room being lighten up from the hallway window. Toph was lying down on her belly, her face flat on top of the pillow, and her hair completely covering her head and pillow.
she looked dead.
Katara let out a small gasp before speaking, "Toph, aren't you gonna get ready for the day?" She asked
Toph got up, her head rocking back and forth from the weight of her hair. She spit into a nearby gold cup, the spit making a large dink when it made contact with the cup.
Katara and I looked at each other before looking back at Toph
She got up, brushing piles of dirt off herself. A dust cloud emerging off her body when she wiped herself off.
