Toph didn't like reading. No. That wasn't right. She liked reading. But not in the real sense of the word, generally. Because she couldn't see words on a page.
That's why she was in the book-on-tape section of the local bookstore. Apparently, whoever sold these things figured that they were for assholes though, because not a single goddamn one of them had braille on them. Since Toph had already banished her personal aide, Mandy, to the depths of Hell (okay, possibly the cafe in the bookstore, but close enough), she was left feeling up books like a goddamned idiot.
Really, it was aggravating. The tiny girl stood still for a moment, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. She would not explode in anger.