Letters from Ino, Thursday
Liir,
Chin up.
Don’t worry ‘bout me. I’m fine.
…
You just rolled your eyes, didn’t you? Liir. Seriously. I mean it. Don’t worry too much, okay?
I’m safe, I’m warm, I’m even dry (there’s a lot of rain around here though, which is rather off-putting), and I’m making sure to eat. I’m fine.
I want to come home.
I’m doing okay though. Promise. I’ve even got weapons in the case of someone trying anything funny.
I’ll get back home, okay? Somehow.
I mean it. Miss you.
Your little sister,
Ino
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Kabuto,
I wish you were here. Then I’d be able to mock you for getting caught by ugly lawn ornaments and you’d mock me right back and then things would feel more right. Better.
Or something.
That being said, I’m fairly safe at the moment-I’ve got shelter, food, and dry clothing (it rains a lot here though, so no telling how long it’ll stay dry). Deadpool-san lent me some knives so I’m armed even.
I’m okay.
I still wish you were here though. (That’s not a request to go and find a statue, okay? Please don’t do that.) Either way, when I get home I’m stealing another one of your shirts, and you don’t get a say in that. Okay?
Okay.
Miss you.
Ino
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Michael,
The rain’s coming down a lot harder now than it was when I first sat down in the café (Which? By the way? It’s much easier to order things when you know the local language. Which I don’t. Deadpool-san says it’s French if that means anything to you.)
For all the rain though, I’m safe, warm, and dry (well, until I leave the café at least). Yes, I’m eating too. Promise. I’m also rolling my eyes at you, just so you know.
I promise I’ll be back soon, because I won’t accept anything else. Never.
Ino
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Oh cousinish one?
I know, I know, it’s a bit weird to write this to you since, you know, I should be writing letters to other people who I’m closer to (and I have, honest).
But I’ve been thinking. And you’re one of the few that knows about my planned garden. When I get back? For the garden?
There will be no statues. Seriously. Statues suck.
…Take care of Liir for me? He fusses.
Ino
--
Hey, roomie!
Yeah, I got disappeared. The past is very wet. Isn’t that exciting? Only, you know, not.
Can you do me a favour?
Take care of my plants, please? Just until I get back and you can name your price then. I’ll pay up, for sure. And remind Cable-san to water his plants, would you? I normally do it for him.
Thanks!
Ino
Chin up.
Don’t worry ‘bout me. I’m fine.
…
You just rolled your eyes, didn’t you? Liir. Seriously. I mean it. Don’t worry too much, okay?
I’m safe, I’m warm, I’m even dry (there’s a lot of rain around here though, which is rather off-putting), and I’m making sure to eat. I’m fine.
I want to come home.
I’m doing okay though. Promise. I’ve even got weapons in the case of someone trying anything funny.
I’ll get back home, okay? Somehow.
I mean it. Miss you.
Your little sister,
Ino
--
Kabuto,
I wish you were here. Then I’d be able to mock you for getting caught by ugly lawn ornaments and you’d mock me right back and then things would feel more right. Better.
Or something.
That being said, I’m fairly safe at the moment-I’ve got shelter, food, and dry clothing (it rains a lot here though, so no telling how long it’ll stay dry). Deadpool-san lent me some knives so I’m armed even.
I’m okay.
I still wish you were here though. (That’s not a request to go and find a statue, okay? Please don’t do that.) Either way, when I get home I’m stealing another one of your shirts, and you don’t get a say in that. Okay?
Okay.
Miss you.
Ino
--
Michael,
The rain’s coming down a lot harder now than it was when I first sat down in the café (Which? By the way? It’s much easier to order things when you know the local language. Which I don’t. Deadpool-san says it’s French if that means anything to you.)
For all the rain though, I’m safe, warm, and dry (well, until I leave the café at least). Yes, I’m eating too. Promise. I’m also rolling my eyes at you, just so you know.
I promise I’ll be back soon, because I won’t accept anything else. Never.
Ino
--
Oh cousinish one?
I know, I know, it’s a bit weird to write this to you since, you know, I should be writing letters to other people who I’m closer to (and I have, honest).
But I’ve been thinking. And you’re one of the few that knows about my planned garden. When I get back? For the garden?
There will be no statues. Seriously. Statues suck.
…Take care of Liir for me? He fusses.
Ino
--
Hey, roomie!
Yeah, I got disappeared. The past is very wet. Isn’t that exciting? Only, you know, not.
Can you do me a favour?
Take care of my plants, please? Just until I get back and you can name your price then. I’ll pay up, for sure. And remind Cable-san to water his plants, would you? I normally do it for him.
Thanks!
Ino