There's a teenage boy sitting splayed on a couch, looking like today is the funniest thing he's seen in weeksHe's fairly short for a boy: compact, solidly muscled, but short. Despite that, he's sitting like he has a pair of basketballs in his pants, and he's laughing at pretty nearly everyone who passes
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Katara's not sure what to feel now: confused and angry that he's teasing her, or guilty and vaguely ashamed that she's forgotten someone she's apparently close to. "Uhm... well..."
It's the play at sadness that finally clicks it all together in Katara's brain, that look that she's seen so many times as a certain best friend tried to convince her that she's ruined her life - over fifty times. And still, it takes her a moment of frowning and leaning in to squint before Katara very carefully ventures, ".......Steph?"
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"How cool is this?" Steph/en demands, beaming at her, and reaches out to pull her into a hug. "Look, I have stubble!"
The stubble is totally exciting. Weird, but cool. It's like her cheeks grow stuff!
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"Ahh! You do and it's weird!" Katara can't help but grin, though, with Steph/en so excited, leaning back to look her over. It's weird to have her arms around a boy that isn't related to her somehow or Jet, but it's easy to take the /en off of Steph.
Especially when s/he grins like that.
"What happened to you? Oh, Steph, you didn't do this to yourself somehow, did you? The fun of it will wear off eventually and you complain enough as it is."
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She lets go after a moment, to touch her own cheeks again. "There were some mints that were changing people. It didn't look like it hurt, and you know, I always wondered what it was like to be a boy..."
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"You're finally taller than someone," Katara teases her with a laugh, holding onto her arms. "You are so weird."
"...and what is it like?"
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Katara tries very hard not to continue laughing, even as her face turns a little pink from the idea of dangly bits. "They were very nice boobs," she says instead, mournful and solemn as she pats Steph gently on the shoulder. "If you ever get them back, I'm sure you'll appreciate them more now."
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He wiggles his eyebrows at her, draping an arm over her shoulder and stealing her milkshake with the other one.
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Smirking, Katara elbows Steph in the stomach, stealing her shake back with her other hand. "These happen to be off-limits boobs," she informs her friend loftily, sticking out her chest-- and pausing.
It's probably best not to add that the addition of shochu can apparently change those limits.
"...anyway, what are you going to do if they find a cure and you're not ready yet? What if it's a change-back-now-or-never-again sort of thing?"
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Blue eyes look back at her, blinking innocently for several seconds before Katara's gaze travels down, down, down.
"...all of them? Really?"
She could have sworn that at least one of those bits was supposed to be fun for all involved.
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"Well ... I definitely want to, um, figure some stuff out before I go back. But I want my good bits once I'm done."
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Katara considers this for a moment and when she looks up, she proves that girls most certainly do blush, even if they grin while it's happening.
"Tell me which is better?"
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Katara just giggles and lets him/her take it, leaning across the bar to order another. "I don't think I want to do it," she proclaims after retrieving her drink and sliding back onto her bar stool. "I'd be afraid I'd look too much like my brother."
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