Room 504, Monday After Lunch

[intraspective]

After lunch Ino headed right back to her room, sprawling out on her bed and leaving the door wide open. She was expecting someone after all.

Stretching, she got off her bed and fussed with her plants. Ino was glad her room had been a strange-free zone this weekend. Especially if it made him feel more like talking. She hummed a little as she inspected her plants.

[Expecting someone specific, but sure, open. Come flail at Ino! ETA: For my sanity? Anyone who visits shows up before Michael does, because zomg there will eventually be diiiiirty in that thread. Eventually. Timezones permitting. Yay sp!]

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[intraspective]

She kissed him, hands slipping around his neck, and said, "Good to know."

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They'd started getting less vertical at some point, without Michael really noticing. His hand was still in her hair, and he was proving quite talented with those buttons.