got to get a new pair of shoes

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They both have an apartment with their name on it. But they have been, more or less, sharing the one that Bolin spent his first night in. Not contently, of course, but it feels as close to home to him because of it than any other place in all of Darrow.

And Korra spends most of her nights in the bed or on the couch, depending on where she falls asleep, and Bolin is glad to let her, easily stealing a blanket and a pillow for wherever else for himself. He isn't picky if he has to be not picky. Sharing a dry bathtub and some old blankets for a couple of hours with Mako in someone else's crowded apartment was half of his childhood.

And he likes that he can come back from whatever he's got to do during the day and find Korra there, waiting impatiently for him. He especially hopes to find her today - he's been shopping, and mostly for her. He's not afraid to spend some of the mystery money that's there for them, from wherever.

Hiking the bags up his arms, he leans his hip against the door to slide the key into the lock and turn it sideways, just enough to manhandle the knob around awkwardly and push himself into the apartment with goods in tow.

"Korra?" he calls, trying not to sound too expectant. Or excited. He knows it stresses most people in his life situation out, but Bolin really likes shopping.

"You in here?"

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In spite of having been in Darrow for weeks now, Korra gets no pleasure out of staying in the apartment, mostly because she doesn't trust it. Were she as confident in the place as she was Air Temple Island, or even the greater Republic City, she'd be out of the building in a hot minute and instead making rounds through the blocks with Naga. Unfortunately, Korra's still half-convinced that someone might come into the suite and rig it. Or steal their possessions.

So when Bolin steps in at last, she's on her feet in seconds, half-tempted to tag him and rush out for some fresh air. "Here!" she calls out, slipping into the living room.

The sight of all of his bags stops Korra, who tilts her head inquisitively.

"What's... all that?"