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[ino]

[the journal gets knocked open to the sound of some shuffling and the sound of a yawn. someone's waking up! suddenly, those sounds stop as she freezes -- something isn't right. she reaches back to touch her hair ...]



--EHHHHH?! [three more H's added in there later by Kid lmao]



[ooc: Loss over :')]

Comments

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

That close?? [snap, he's looking around then to try and figure out which place it could be]

[ino]

That close.

But, not necessarily two hundred feet to the front door. It could be on that street or that one. [points to the ones next to the one they're on]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

It's never just a straight answer with you is it? Geez...

[ino]

[laughs]

It's more fun that way. Don't you think~?

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

More fun for you, you mean.

[ino]

It's not fun for you?

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

It was worse at the beginning... [and those ellipses mean 'but not as much now' :>]

[ino]

[just grins. and opens the door to a diner-type restaurant, holding it for him~]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[...well at least it looks normal :D although he should be the one holding that door open, missy]

Thanks.

[ino]

[fuck your chivalry. and she seems to know the host; she explains to him that she wants a table for two, while he ... not so discreetly checks out her bewbs]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

...... [HEY.

HEY MAN, BACK OFF. THOSE TITS WERE UNDERAGED TWO WEEKS AGO]

[ino]

[glances back at him curiously as the host goes to clear off a table. yes babby?]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[THIS LOOK AT YOU, MR. STORE...RESTAURANT...DINER-OWNER. DIS LOOOOOK]

...Nothing.

[ino]

You were making a funny face.

what is html

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

You're imagining things. [sajka let's just get seated already okay? okay]

a magical foreign language

[ino]

Was I? [but the host comes back and leads them over to a table B) STILL CHECKIN DEM BEWBS. ino doesn't seem to notice or care]

<breasts><face></face></breasts>

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[DAMNIT MAN, YOU GET A GLARE. But he'll like...try to make it less of one when Ino looks at him B( brb telling the waiter to bring the water so he'll gtfo]

[ino]

[orders a soda, and he leaves to go git dat shit. and looks amused, she caught that glare]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[leeeeering B(]

That guy...

[ino]

Mm? What about him?

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

....Nothing. [stubbornly picks up the menu >///]

[ino]

[ ... a little laugh, picks up her own and leafs through]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[damnit, why are woman so shameless you should be more worried when guys oggle you >( especially in front of your not!date or whatever he is right now. HUFF]

[ino]

[it happened even when she didn't look legal. and she likes attention okay. she'll just be 'hmm'ing over a few items here ...]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[so shameless, breastests. So shamless.

...But there ARE some tasty-looking things on this menu herr, so after a moment of watching out of the corner of his eye like a hawk for that douchebag he'll actually start paying attention to what he's looking at]