Room 504, Thursday Morning Before Classes

Ino was in the process of getting dressed for class when she came cross a purple shirt that definitely wasn't hers. It was way, way too large for it to be hers.

It only took her a moment to figure out who it had to belong to and when she did, Ino found herself torn between giggling madly about it and getting angry about this very tangible reminder that the weekend had Happened. Ugh.

She held it up in front of her with a frown. Keeping it wasn't an option, and Ino debated just leaving it in a heap outside his door so she wouldn't have to face him.

Or... she could make him ask for it back.

Ino's eyes took on a calculating glint. The odds of this backfiring on her were fairly spectacular - and the chances of other people getting the wrong idea were even higher. The chance to embarrass Kabuto though? Priceless.

Before she could think better of it, Ino changed into his shirt and headed out the door.

[Establishy~]