Room 504, Monday Morning Before Third Period

[intraspective]

Ino, getting back from Tyler-sensei’s office, and quite content with the glitter she’d gotten in her hair (it had been on her hands, and therefore... well, had migrated to her hair quite easily and maybe on purpose).

Leaving the door open, she flopped down on her bed and set about writing a letter to her dad that detailed just what she’d gotten up to this weekend, and how Liir had the worst taste ever in boys.

Seriously. Ugh.

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[intraspective]

She wasn't going to object, and shifted just a bit closer as drawing it out sounded good to her.

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Closer was good as well and he was starting to get the hang of this, feeling more confident as he slowly deepened the kiss. His fingers brushed lightly over the side of her neck and he was even managing not to over think.