Getting Acquainted

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After auditions for various clubs, Asami got an invitation to a slumber party.

Kind of an initiation to Kuvira's group.

At Kuvira's house, the girls were having some fun and watching tv.

"Korra just seemed a little different from what I remember," Asami explained, "But she still looks cool."

"I wouldn't be caught dead with someone like her," Eska scoffed, "I prefer a more worldly kind of guy."

She pulled out a fancy robe and showed everyone some pics of a guy she had eyes on.

"There he is," she sighed, "Ritchie O'Donnel."

"Why is the picture ripped in half?" Asami asked.

"His old girlfriend as in the picture," Eska answered, "I got a lot of things from him including a jewel box. Turns out I'm one hell of a pen pal."

"Gosh," Opal said, "Meanwhile I have eyes set on a certain person. He's cool, kind, and supportive."

"Does he go to this school?" Kuvira asked.

"No!" Opal said getting defensive, "........Yes."

"So what do you write to him?" Tira asked.

"Lots of letters," Eska said.

Ritchie My Love

Eska: Ritchie my love, I miss you more than words can say

Ritchie my love, please keep in touch while you're away

Hearing from you can make the day so much better

Getting a souvenir or maybe a letter

I really flipped over the great cashmere sweater

Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love

Ritchie you know, your absence makes me feel so blue

That's okay though, your presents make me think of you

Mama will have a heart-attack when she catches

Those pedal pushers with the black leather patches

Oh how I wish I had a jacket that matches, Freddy my love

Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love

Don't keep your letters from me, I thrill to every line

Your spelling's kinda crummy, but honey so is mine

I treasure every gifty, the ring is really nifty

You say it cost you fifty, so you're thrifty, I don't mind

Ritchie you see, you'll hold me in your arms someday

And I will be wearing my bridal bouquet

Thinking about it, my heart's pounding already

Knowing when you come home, we're bound to go steady

And throw your service pay around like confetti, Ritchie my love

Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love

Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love

Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love, Ritchie my love

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