intraspective: (listening seriously by candlight)
It had been a day of being out-of-sorts (more like most of the week, really) and Ino wasn't sure why and that had left her in a bit of a mood where all she really wanted was to… do exactly what she was doing.

Which was sitting on the floor in the middle of her room and carefully taking care of her plants—trimming what needed to be trimmed, watering what needed to be watered—while talking softly to them.

They were, perhaps, some of her dearest confidants. They could never betray her secrets, however silly some of them were. They could not judge her.

Right then, when her mood was sliding between peevish and… blah, it was enough for her to do this. Hair loose, piled on the floor behind her and blue eyes soft as she inspected some of the Sun's Glory she had growing.

After their talk on the beach, Zack had contented himself to just... hang around. )

[NFI in that establishy sort of way, and preplayed with the fantabulous [livejournal.com profile] puppy_fair and marvellous [livejournal.com profile] firstclasshonor/[livejournal.com profile] the_merriest.]

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