Yamanaka Ino (
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Room 504, Monday Early Evening
After talking to Reno, and maybe considering if she ought to phone Romeo because she hadn't heard from him in a while and at the same time idly wondering if maybe she should get out and about for a bit because Ino really was bored and kinda missing the rush of adrenaline that came from killing monsters and really wished that she could, like, get a mission or something from back home and…
You know what?
Chocolate, jammies, and flowers. There. She was well set for the evening and if people wanted to entertain her, well, she was totally okay with that.
[Posted expecting one (not that Ino knows that, mwahaha), but totally open, sure!]
You know what?
Chocolate, jammies, and flowers. There. She was well set for the evening and if people wanted to entertain her, well, she was totally okay with that.
[Posted expecting one (not that Ino knows that, mwahaha), but totally open, sure!]
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"Uh," Ino shrugged and stepped back, moving to flop on her bed. "Sure, come on in, mind the plants."
The plants that took up more of the room than Ino's bed and desk did, really.
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And then, well, she let the coat hit the floor. She was wearing not a stitch underneath it.
"Ta-da!" she declared, sort of naieve in her effort. She just seemed... happy. Like this was expected.
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...
Ino... was. Well. Um. Going to first stare because what else were you supposed to do when someone did that without warning?!
And then the giggles tried to hit and Ino was just going to, erm, stare so more and maybe squeak something halfway between hilarity and 'what are you doing?!'.
"Um."
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"...my idea?" Ino asked weakly, reaching for a pillow to cling to and try not to laugh her head off.
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"Well," she said, "um, your body is very, uh, nice?"
But Ino mostly liked boys. Unless you got her drunk and then she was rather more flexible.
"...I really didn't know that went to you, though."
Ino was just going to bury her face in the pillow and have her shoulders shake with silent laughter. Please, she thought, put some clothes on!
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"What do you mean, didn't know it went to me?"
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"The phones went whacky on Saturday," Ino explained. "I got a call 'bout some guy with wings and from Tyl--Mr. Durden 'bout flying cars and neither of them were directed at me."
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"Well," she said, striving for diplomacy. "I am... charmed that you actually went through with it."
"That's very sweet of you."
In some weird way and Ino was just going to die laughing later, yes.
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"That just sounds like you're tryin' not to hurt my feelings," she said.
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"I am so not drunk enough for this," Ino muttered. Screw Reno, she was going to have to buy booze for herself at this rate. "I haven't lied," she said, because it was true. "It is--sweet. But surprising! I am very surprised!"
And stunned. And giggly. And facepalm~y.
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"It's um, true, yes. I like boys. Boys are very nice."
Though to be entirely fair, a naked boy appearing at her door would likely have gotten much the same reaction at first.
Naked visitors deserved flailing.
"You're not bad, though--it's nothing, um, personal."
She wanted a drink. Driiink.
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"No no," she said, "it's not your fault. I was talking to someone, but see, the message didn't get to the right person. It's a totally honest mistake."
As Ino lied to try and save Hayley's pride.
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"So... who were you tryin' to get naked?" she asked.
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"Um. Really, I don't think--radio could here, you know."
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"Because I maybe don't want the rest of the island knowin'?"
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"Worried they'll think bad things about us?"
It was more worrisome how fast Hayley went from feeling bad to giggling.
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And yet, was glad about it.
"If nothing else," she laughed a bit, "it'll make radio interesting to listen to?"
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