@menmaism
The rain was cold this time of year, and Neji was rather forcefully wearing his most neutral expression as he made his way into the only building he’d found for miles around - some sort of inn-pub hybrid. Wringing his hair out briefly before stepping in, Neji noticed the rather dour mood even before actually getting the door, but it was this or brave the weather and hope he found a suitable place to set up camp.
About to enter, Neji stopped midstep, noticing something on the far side of the building. Frowning, Neji considered investigating, but the howling wind and the fact he needed this establishment’s good will had him turning back to the door.
And then something - or someone - bowled right into him. Neji staggered under the weight of the person, roughly shoving them away.
“What the hell?”















