Room 504, Saturday Evening
Apr. 12th, 2008 07:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveThe cheerfulness she’d felt from teaching a wee bear a little bit of taijutsu had mostly faded by the time she made it back to the dorms. Overall, it hadn’t been the best of weeks really. Having a long, hot shower didn’t really make her any chirpier, either. Ino curled up on her bed in one of Kabuto’s shirts—and where was he anyway? Had he gotten eaten by his research again? Geez—and a gardening magazine.
She considered having chocolate as well, but decided against it. She was trying to stay away from it at least a little bit.
The door was left wide-open in the vague hope that someone would come and distract her. Anyone really, she wasn’t picky.
[Open, yes!]
She considered having chocolate as well, but decided against it. She was trying to stay away from it at least a little bit.
The door was left wide-open in the vague hope that someone would come and distract her. Anyone really, she wasn’t picky.
[Open, yes!]
