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Room 504, Saturday Evening (pre-dance)
Jun. 19th, 2010 12:59 pmClearly they'd had to use the fact that there was a dance that evening to wander back to the dorms, right?
In some ways it wasn't as poor an excuse as it sounded, really, considering that both of their outfits were at to the dorms, hanging in her closet (they really would have to do a bit of rearranging, in that case, if he wanted his own closet—two years of her room being just hers meant that, well, her stuff had taken over).
Never mind the fact that it was also an excuse to just hang around each other. Ino peered at the mirror as she applied her minimal makeup for the evening.
"How're you coming along?"
Yes, she could've turned around and seen, but really asking was likely to be more entertaining.
[For that boy!]
In some ways it wasn't as poor an excuse as it sounded, really, considering that both of their outfits were at to the dorms, hanging in her closet (they really would have to do a bit of rearranging, in that case, if he wanted his own closet—two years of her room being just hers meant that, well, her stuff had taken over).
Never mind the fact that it was also an excuse to just hang around each other. Ino peered at the mirror as she applied her minimal makeup for the evening.
"How're you coming along?"
Yes, she could've turned around and seen, but really asking was likely to be more entertaining.
[For that boy!]
