hinata: [entering the room holding a small notebook] hey i got invited to a party tonight and i need you to be my cover story for hiashi
neji: [opening a matching notebook] okay letās seeā¦. iāll cover for you if you tell hiashi youāre the one who scratched the porsche
hinata: sorry iām not doing dad problems this week. i can offer you forgiveness for the time you pushed me down a flight of stairs?
neji: nooo iām saving that one. can you get temari to stop telling people i wrote a poem called The Bowl That Cut My Soul?
hinata: you know i have no say in what temari does. also can we like talk about that or is it too soon?
neji: are you trying to get me to cover for you or do you want to talk about a poem i may or may not have written?
hinata: nononono please cover for me!
neji: okay okay⦠how about you donāt bring kiba around the house for a week? i swear heās making all the upholstery smell like wet dog.
hinata: [jotting down in the notebook] done.
neji: [also writing in his notebook] pleasure doing business with you.













