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She was leaning against the hood of Asami’s car, scrolling through her phone. Korra had let Senna braid her hair that morning, and she had draped it over one shoulder, playing with the end of it with her free hand. Korra was wearing a gray Future Industries work-shirt over a tanktop, and as Kuvira walked closer, she saw there was a name-tag ironed onto the left side, saying ‘Asami’ in red cursive letters.
“Call it a hunch,” Kuvira grinned, watching Korra’s eyes raise up to look at her, “But I don’t think that shirt is yours.”
From apnsb's How To Live With A Ghost

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She was leaning against the hood of Asami’s car, scrolling through her phone. Korra had let Senna braid her hair that morning, and she had draped it over one shoulder, playing with the end of it with her free hand. Korra was wearing a gray Future Industries work-shirt over a tanktop, and as Kuvira walked closer, she saw there was a name-tag ironed onto the left side, saying ‘Asami’ in red cursive letters.
“Call it a hunch,” Kuvira grinned, watching Korra’s eyes raise up to look at her, “But I don’t think that shirt is yours.”
From apnsb's How To Live With A Ghost