Room 504, Sunday Morning

[intraspective]

Ino had flowers! Ino was being an absolute dork over them as she went about trying to arrange them just so and giggling at the note that Zack had left her with the flowers from him. She had the radio broadcast playing as she paid an absent sort of attention to it.

She was all pleased that he'd actually looked up the meanings of the flowers before sending them out. And they were friends, so he'd been right about the weir--

Ino blinked at the radio.

Date? Her and Zack? What?

"We're just friends!" she protested, covering her eyes briefly and giggling madly.

... She'd probably be giggling as she fussed with her flowers for quite awhile, yes. They were just friends! Really!

It was a very giggly morning, all things considered.

[Open door, open post, sure!]

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[intraspective]

Ino pursed her lips thoughtfully.

"You have to say your flowers first."

Beauty was far less embarrassing than admitting an infatuation, right?

[puppy_fair]

"Never!"

And now, they were even.

[intraspective]

She sighed.

Rested her head against his chest. "Fine then," Ino decided, "but I'm not moving from here and you can't make me."

He was comfy, shut up.

[puppy_fair]

"I can't, huh?"

He didn't sound too broken up about that, really. He smiled up at the ceiling, shifting around just enough to slip his arms under his head.

"Not even if I offer to buy you lunch later?"

Not right now, of course. Right now, he was going to be comfy, and she was going to be immobile, and that worked just fine for him.

[intraspective]

She could listen to his heart beat this way. Ino closed her eyes and smiled.

"Lunch, huh?" Ino said. "I might be convinced to move for lunch."

[puppy_fair]

"Good," Zack decided, closing his own eyes and heaving a content sigh. "Then you can wake me up at lunchtime."

[intraspective]

Her laugh was soft.

"Okay," Ino said quietly. "We'll do that."

He wouldn't mind, right, if she took a nap as well? Her eyes were already closed.