Prom last night had been fun (and she still had two more to go to!), and so, Ino was in a totally brilliant mood even with having to head to work. Besides, work was mostly her studying while keeping an eye on the front desk. That was totally doable ( Read more... )

Oh hey, look, it was a desk! And a chair, which Ino flopped down in, and then leaned back and rolled her eyes at herself ( Read more... )

Seven year old Ino had woken up at a ridiculous hour, duly spent a good bit of time admiring the plants everywhere in her room, and found a calendar that told her she was supposed to be at the clinic today. Which is why she’d wound up there. The nurses weren’t impressed when she crashed into the place with a very loud ‘Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii!’ and, if she ( Read more... )

It was the day of romance! Of hanging around with your significant other, of flowers and chocolates and candy hearts and ( Read more... )

Ino had the radio turned up, a little louder than she normally did while at work, and was slumped in her usual chair, legs over one of the arms, back resting in a position that was comfortable only because she’d had the thought to stuff a small pillow behind her for support. Her feet kicked at the air idly as she read and hummed along to the music ( Read more... )

It was, the nurses had to admit, a bit weird to not have their little blonde helper hanging around during the day without full warning of her not showing up. They gossiped about it for hours while working ( Read more... )

It was a very tired, but very smug Ino who was curled up in the chair behind the desk today. Ichigo, who was still a fox, was all but radiating irritation at her. She shrugged, unconcerned, and checked to make sure everything paperwork-wise in the clinic was fine, before settling in to study.

And stifling yawns. She was determined, however, to not ( Read more... )

Ino... hated the world today.

Because she was stuck in the clinic (thanks a lot, Cable-san) and it was so gorgeous out. It was only the fact that she was obligated to be here, and the fact that it was, after all, on orders that she’d even taken this job, that Ino was at the clinic today ( Read more... )

Ino had a million and one things she could be working on while at the clinic. She was, for the most part though, just staring at the entrance with deliberate thoughtfulness. And trying not to sigh. She didn’t need loads more things to have to consider and fret about right now.

If anyone asked, she was practicing her mental walls.

Okay, so yes, she’d heard radio (had been certain to listen to it, in fact) and knew already that Tyler-sensei had been to the clinic like she’d ordered him to be. This did not stop her from making her very first order of business when she got in checking up on the paperwork to make sure he really had been in and radio hadn’t been lying ( Read more... )