[Forget? Goodness no. Korra doesn't forget. She still gets nervous in certain situations, when circumstances get too similar to times he's hurt her before. She just doesn't let it stop her. So far it's worked in her favor. The grudges she's held have been more dangerous than the ones she let go.
She makes a face as he brushes the frigid bottle against her cheek.] I've already got one, thanks.
[She means the water, but at that moment, the bartender comes over with her drink. And the price. Gerk. She pulls out the money in her pocket and counts it out. She really needs to be more careful about this. The move next week is going to cost a fortune. (It's so weird, having to think about money.)
She takes a sip of the drink.] Bleurch!
[Of course the bartender would decide to make a girly drink. A very super sweet girly drink.]
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She makes a face as he brushes the frigid bottle against her cheek.] I've already got one, thanks.
[She means the water, but at that moment, the bartender comes over with her drink. And the price. Gerk. She pulls out the money in her pocket and counts it out. She really needs to be more careful about this. The move next week is going to cost a fortune. (It's so weird, having to think about money.)
She takes a sip of the drink.] Bleurch!
[Of course the bartender would decide to make a girly drink. A very super sweet girly drink.]