Nov 18, 2016
@mindclover
Ino raises an eyebrow, and is somewhat aware that she should probably not be pulling such a face at the girlfriend of the sleeping man she’s just drawn obscenities on.
Still, the vodka and wine and something else currently swimming in her system is all she needs to offer a childish laugh.
“You don’t?”
“No.” Temari scoffs the word, rolls her eyes at Ino. She hasn’t seen such childish antics since she had to take her turn at training genin years ago. “And he won’t either when he wakes up.”
Rubbing her finger through a bad word on his shoulder, she at least tries to determine if it’s ink or permanent marker. Since she isn’t a marker expert, her attempt is unsuccessful.
Whatever, he’s asleep.
“Let’s get you some water, okay...?”