[Voice]

[kyoshi]

I thought this holiday was supposed to be good for couples. So far it's been really disappointing.

I'll be happy if I never have to hear "Valentine's Day" ever again.

[And boyfriends have been equally disappointing; she feels like she's barely seen him for days. Stupid Sokka and his stupid other-girl friends. Stupid holiday. Stupid- ... everything.

She'll be in her room sulking and wanting to punch things. And she might not respond right away, either- she has to have a conversation with a certain someone...]

Comments

[voice]

[kyoshi]

R-right. I'll try.

[...Who is this guy, anyway.]

I'm sorry, I didn't get your name...

[voice]

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. Sorry about that, Miss. It's Mihai Mihailov.

[voice]

[kyoshi]

No, no... I'm sorry too, I didn't even... I'm Suki.

[voice]

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

Don't apologize, Miss Suki. You've got a lot on your mind, so it's understandable.

[voice]

[kyoshi]

Thank you... for trying to help me, though. You didn't have to do that.

[voice]

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

No, probably not. But what else is there for an old man to do?

[He's grinning a little. Can you tell?]

[voice]

[kyoshi]

[Just a little. It's kind of comforting.]

Is that what older people like to do most?

Re: [voice]

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe some. At least I'm not so old that I'm obsessed with keeping kids out of my yard just yet?

[voice]

[kyoshi]

Maybe it helps that Luceti doesn't really have yards.

[Okay... okay. This is better. Less talk of love... it's okay...]

Re: [voice]

[whichwayagain.livejournal.com]

It could well be. And between the journal and the people around here, it's highly doubtful I'll become a successful hermit.

[Mihai picks up on that, so he'll keep the conversation going. And maybe Suki can pick up something in there to apply to herself?]

--which is another trap older guys can fall into if they aren't looking.

[Or not.]

[voice]

[kyoshi]

[Okay, this guy's pretty funny, actually.]

There was a hermit who lived south of my village back home- he used to sit as far up the mountain as he could and still be heard, shaking an old stick and telling the kids to get off his mountain.