Rolling onto her back, Korra propped both the cushion and her head against the arm of the couch. "I can sleep through that." said lightly as she stretched her legs out to put her feet in Zatanna’s lap.

"There’s almost no one in the mornings anyway, so I don’t think me missing tomorrow would be too bad." Jack usually didn’t ask for an excuse, and this would be a bad one. The old ‘I stayed up all night with Zatanna and ate myself into a food coma because it felt like the right thing to do.’ excuse.