十二 (Twelve)
"Good night Paboo." Bolin said.
He turned a bed lay beside him a bed empty.
"I wish you were here Mako." Bolin said.
Asami's room had little joy too. She lay awake in her bed. She heard a knock. Korra walked in.
"Can I join you?" Korra said.
"Yeah sure." Asami said.
Korra sat on the couch. She looked at Asami.
"Don't worry, we'll find him." Korra said.
"But what if we don't! What if we can't find him! I don't know if he's not dead or not." Asami yelled.
Tears began to slip down her face. Korra hugged her.
"We will find him." Korra said.
"I sure hope you're right." Asami said wiping her face.
"Can I join you guys? It's lonely in my room without my brother." Bolin said peeking through the doorway.
"Of course." Korra and Asami both said.
Bolin sat down.
"It feels weird sleeping without my brother. Uh, I mean not in a creepy way. I've shared a room with him all my life." Bolin said.
"It just feels weird that he's gone." Asami sighed.
"He's always had my back. Now I have to have his back. I can finally rub it in his face." Bolin chuckled.
"If we free him, we can rub it in his face all we want." Asami giggled.
The night was spent in laughter. Their tears had slipped away.
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