So Renji fails almost entirely at fantasizing. Don't expect much from him.
Neji... might fantasize about you secretly and occasionally, but most likely not.
Ino, on the other hand, very well might have some fantasies about you if she knows you, and you are hot. Ask if you want to know! I don't promise that Ino has the most active imagination ever, but there it is.
Neji... might fantasize about you secretly and occasionally, but most likely not.
Ino, on the other hand, very well might have some fantasies about you if she knows you, and you are hot. Ask if you want to know! I don't promise that Ino has the most active imagination ever, but there it is.
- Mood:
devious
...I don't remember going to the onsen.
- Location:hot springs
- Mood:
confused
Whoever got Ino more userpics, you beautiful person, I want to molest you like whoa.
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Hey~
Yamanaka Ino here, and I’d just love to meet you all, but here’s the deal...
See, have you ever had one of those days where you roll off your tree branch and fumble around for your shotgun because some big, nasty, oozy things are making it tough to sleep? So you shoot a few of them--and it sort of works--but you can’t get back to sleep, and besides now the big, nasty things are smaller, nastier, squishier things crawling up the tree trunk?
Yeah. That.
But, hey, it’s okay! Don’t, you know, help me or anything. I can handle it myself. It’s not like I can’t use this blasted shotgun thing--which I’ve never seen before in my life--very well. Oh, and it’s not like it would hurt my feelings if my team knew I was here and didn’t even bother looking for me. It’s not like THAT at all. And it’s not like I’d be angry about being forgotten. Shikamaru? Chouji?
Oh, no. It’s not like that at all.
I’m sure I’ll get myself down from here somehow.
Um...
Heh.
Hello? Sakura? ...Anyone?
Yamanaka Ino here, and I’d just love to meet you all, but here’s the deal...
See, have you ever had one of those days where you roll off your tree branch and fumble around for your shotgun because some big, nasty, oozy things are making it tough to sleep? So you shoot a few of them--and it sort of works--but you can’t get back to sleep, and besides now the big, nasty things are smaller, nastier, squishier things crawling up the tree trunk?
Yeah. That.
But, hey, it’s okay! Don’t, you know, help me or anything. I can handle it myself. It’s not like I can’t use this blasted shotgun thing--which I’ve never seen before in my life--very well. Oh, and it’s not like it would hurt my feelings if my team knew I was here and didn’t even bother looking for me. It’s not like THAT at all. And it’s not like I’d be angry about being forgotten. Shikamaru? Chouji?
Oh, no. It’s not like that at all.
I’m sure I’ll get myself down from here somehow.
Um...
Heh.
Hello? Sakura? ...Anyone?

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