Room 504, Sunday Evening

[intraspective]

Ino had been sleeping all day and while she felt way better for it, because clearly she’d needed it, she couldn’t help but feel… weird.

A whole day was gone and she’d done… nothing. And she wasn’t even supposed to be doing anything now, she was supposed to be relaxing and Ino was quickly coming to the conclusion that relaxing was very, very boring.

…or maybe it was just because she didn’t have a whole lot to do that wasn’t related to some sort of study project? Ino flopped back on her bed, still in her pyjamas because, whatever, if she was going to be lazy she might as well look the part, right?—and stared up at the ceiling for awhile before grabbing Kabuto’s laptop and powering it up. Maybe she needed a hobby, or something?

[Open door, open post!]

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[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Cal had told Ino that he'd check up on her to make sure she was being lazy today, so after his hit up the gym and had a shower, he made his way up to her room, knocking on the doorframe.

"Iiiiinoooo."