Room 504, Sunday Evening

Ino was flopped out on her bed and eyeing Kusanagi dubiously. She’d heard radio, you see. For his part, Kusanagi was still a snake.

Ino had decided that this was a very very good thing for her. Kabuto had vaguely mentioned something about the snake becoming human the last time this had happened, and Ino was, frankly, good with her snake… still being a snake. Especially since he was a very grumpy one.

She stuck her tongue out at the terrarium and wriggled around so she could go back to rereading her notes for various things she was studying. And eat chocolate. Mmmm, chocolate.

[Slightly open door, totally open post.]