Later that night

I let out a sigh as I double check that I look okay in the mirror before leaving my room, I think I look fine, I grab my clutch and leave my room after making sure none of the Bakugos (more specifically Katsuki) were leaving their room. Okay, yes I am a little embarrass that I am dressed like this: a medium blue for the top with some more transparent fabric making a design along with around my waist connecting the top to the skirt that goes from he medium blue of the top to an almost white brushing the floor. Both my back and shoulders bare. The bare back and shoulders aren't my problem, I can light run around in tight biker shorts and a sports bra and not give a fuck. I am just still wondering how I convinced myself to even consider buying this. I have a brown wig on and a singular turquoise contact in my left eye so I shouldn't be too recognizable with the addition of makeup over my scar.

I leave the elevator as I put my ear piercing and set it to record since I'll never know what might happen. The owner of the company told me that there will be a vehicle to take me to the party. Luckily, I find it and it's a freaking limousine with a chauffeur holding a car with my alias. I walk over, present myself as my alias, Ling Katara, in an altered voice and I am let. Only to see that I won't be alone in this ride, "Hello," I say still mimicking the voice of the ATLA character "I didn't realize there would be others in here." my tone cheerful as I sit down next to none other than Bakugo Katsuki. "Well this is a surprise!" Mitsuki says before introducing herself followed by the father and son introducing themselves. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you." I smile "I'm Ling Katara."

"That sounds a bit foreign." Mitsuki notes with curiosity. "My parents emigrated from China when my older brother was little." I answer. We continue to chat, mainly Mitsuki and I, until we get to the place where the party is being held. Let's this over with.

I enter the place and immediately take in the crowd as I normally would, there is a lot of people, and I most definitely have to socialize with the majority. Sigh let's get this started, there's servers walking around with trays of drinks and food, the drinks are most likely alcohol based. Fuck this, I am getting me a drink for this. I grab a glass from a tray before taking a swig, red wine, lovely. Now, I do have a high tolerance (Thanks Toya for putting Vodka in an almost one liter Sprite bottle and not saying shit) and I can also burn a good majority of the alcohol with my quirk, I just have to be careful not set myself on fire.

I go around the room, talking to various people to get a feel for them and narrow down the suspect list. Just looking for some tell signs that they might be doing something illegal. After an half hour into the party, I go and sit down at one of the tables that were set up, all due to me making the mistake of wearing heels. How the hell can people wear these all the time? Especially if you're a Pro Hero.

"Heels getting to you?" a gent asks with yellow hair, "Just a bit." I reply as he sits down beside me, "I'm Eiji." he says offering his hand. "Ling." I shake his hand feeling a slight prick, odd. "Ling huh? Is there a given name with that?" you trying to flirt or something? "Katara." 

"Such a beautiful name."

"Thank you." I say, "You know this party is pretty boring, want to talk more at my hotel?" yup, trying to get in my skirt. "I'm good." I answer with a deadpan, almost glaring at him, "Come on sweet cheeks~" Sweet cheeks?! "I won't do anything to you."

" 'Cause I ain't going with you." I am now glaring more at him, getting up. But that fucking dick grabs wrist, "Come on, you know you can't resist me." he coos, "Do you want to be arrested for sexual harassment?" I am very close to doing so. "Yo Babe!" I hear a familiar voice calls "I got our drinks." I glance over to see Katsuki walking over with two cups in his hands, "So sorry." Eiji then leaves. "My hero." I say before sitting back down, "Tsk whatever." he eye rolls before giving me a cup. "Thanks." I take a swig of the clear liquid, oo Vodka "Figured you'd need something stronger after that dick head." my boyfriend says drinking his beverage, "Hope you didn't get anything alcoholic." I say, taking another drink "Don't want to get in trouble with your parents for letting you to drink underage." oh the hypocrisy in that. "How old are you again?" he ask, "Twenty-seven as of today." I reply "Though you probably don't want to ask other women that if you wanna get a girlfriend." I tease, "Joke on you, I already have one." he says proudly. "Kudos, so you just called me Babe to get the dick to leave." 

"Clearly I did to start a fight with him." he gives an eye roll, "Dude, I am fluent in sarcasm." I then yawn, what the hell?

"I think I better get going." I say, standing up only to start wobbling, and it ain't because of the booze nor the heel. "What the fuck? How much have you drank?" Bakugos growls, supporting me "A wine and the vodka, but I sure the hell know I ain't no damn lightweight." I says, then it hits me "That fucking prick! He must've injected something when he shook my hand."

"That fucktard." the blonde grumbles "Come on, we're at the same hotel right? I'll text the Hag that I went back."

"Okay." I agree and off we go.

Time Skip

"What's your room number?" he asks as we walk in, more like me carried in. "You don't need to take me to my room, I can get there just fine." I say, now trying to get out of his grip. I one-hundred percent do not want anyone that knows me to know that I fucking bought a fucking dress then what ever the hell that prick injected me with [Cus we all know it ain't no Covid Vaccine] then got carried by my boyfriend. Sorry but not today my dudes. "You couldn't get out of the damn car, I am taking you to your room whether you like it or not, so what the hell is it?" Damn you Katsuki for your stubbornness, "805." I mumble, but he still must've heard as he carried my ass to the elevator and get the button for our floor. "You are a fucking idiot Azula." he says, yup, so glad that I turned of my headset in the car. "Well who's idea was it to ask me out before finding out how much of a damn idiot I am beforehand?" I eye roll as we get to our floor, he says nothing as he still fucking carried me to my room, then asking where my key is before carrying me into the room.

And here is the dress, again sorry for those that are reading offline: