Yamanaka Ino (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
intraspective) wrote2010-10-09 08:34 pm
intraspective) wrote2010-10-09 08:34 pm
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Room 504, Saturday Evening
Most people were probably spending their evenings packing, Ino knew that.
She was… working on struggling to fill in the blanks of her persona's story and wondering if she was ever going to get anything solidified enough that it all made sense and didn't sound like something that was, well, a lie.
Even if it was.
Ino was curled up on the bed she shared with Zack and had her notebooks, a different set than usual, spread out around her as she tapped away on the internet looking for something to help her out.
This development thing was complicated.
And yet, she was humming happily to herself as she worked. It was--nice--to be doing something productive.
[Ooopen door and post, la!]
She was… working on struggling to fill in the blanks of her persona's story and wondering if she was ever going to get anything solidified enough that it all made sense and didn't sound like something that was, well, a lie.
Even if it was.
Ino was curled up on the bed she shared with Zack and had her notebooks, a different set than usual, spread out around her as she tapped away on the internet looking for something to help her out.
This development thing was complicated.
And yet, she was humming happily to herself as she worked. It was--nice--to be doing something productive.
[Ooopen door and post, la!]