Room 504, Wednesday Evening

[flowering_mind]

Zack was a dead man.

… Maybe.

When she got back to herself anyway. (Maybe.)

How dare he leave her trapped in their room? Ino was Most Displeased. As such, that clearly meant that he didn’t really need to know where she was since he wasn’t returning the favour at all. HmphHe’d never think to look where she’d wriggled into! Ino felt sure of that

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[puppy_fair]

And when Zack got back from... you know, doing Zacky things, like getting something to eat for the both of them, he did kind of manage a bit of a confused frown as he looked around the room.

"Ino?"

He was sorry that he'd taken so long! He really had no idea what little piggies could and couldn't eat!

[flowering_mind]

He was back! He was back!

Was he worried yet? She scooted a little further back into the boot and pretended she'd heard nothing!

Nothing!

[puppy_fair]

Zack frowned thoughtfully, putting the bag of food, mostly salad, that he'd gotten down on the desk before getting down on his hands and knees.

"Man, Ino. Are you under the bed, or...?"

Apparently, little piggies were better at hiding than he had ever given them credit for. He was kind of worried.

[flowering_mind]

Mwahahaha. She was not under the bed! Or behind the plants.

Or in her knapsack either.

But all of her anticipation was making that poor boot wriggle just slightly.