CONFETTI

DRY

They're eleven and it's a dry summer.

"My lips are awful," Ty Lee whines while rubbing them.

Azula doesn't mention that that will make it worse. "Well, you could just take better care of yours. Mine are silky smooth."

Ty Lee doesn't mention that Azula has a staff to do that for her. She just sighs a dreamy sigh.

"Do you want to feel?" Ty Lee dares to ask and Azula looks uninterested.

But, "Fine," the princess says, holding up one hand.

She misinterpreted that, because the next thing she feels is dry lips against her silky smooth ones.