Snow
Korra was not happy.
For weeks now, Asami had talked about how much she was looking forward to a snowy Christmas. Apparently, her mother had absolutely loved snow, and some of Asami’s fondest memories were of playing in the snow with her parents.
Unfortunately, a bout of unseasonably warm weather had dashed any hope of a snowy Christmas. Asami hadn’t said anything, but Korra could tell how disappointed she was. Asami had never been one to slouch, but she had most definitely slouched when the weather forecast had come in, and she’d slouched even more when she’d looked out the window to find the sun blazing away