Toph - coffee shop
Toph was bored. Seriously ridiculously bored. Nothing seemed interesting lately and it was a shame, honestly. Her apartment had becoming tiring. The beach was just that. Shopping wasn't exactly the most fun when it became more habit than hobby.
So coffee it was -- on one of those coffee shops that might have been considered a dive -- small, rickety, smelling entirely of coffee beans and vanilla and playing obnoxiously loud rock music. She liked it, as much as she liked anything else. Sipping something that was mostly pure sugar, she kicked the back of her scuffed, heavy boots against the wood of the booth behind her. Thunk, thunk, thunk.