"Ino-pig!"
Sakura rapped on the door again, shifting the grocery bag onto her hip.
"Hey, open up! I've got soup and stuff for you!"
"Who is it?" a muffled voice called from inside the little apartment.
"It's Sakura of course! Who else calls you 'pig' with such affection?"
The door cracked open, revealing Ino's smiling face.
"Hi, Sakura! How are you?"
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