Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday Morning

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Ino had pie. Probably more pie than she needed, but whatever. She had not made any of the pie, because she was lazy and cooking, unless it was for someone else, was not something she cared to do and besides, J,GOB made perfectly good pie anyway so why bother?

Yes. So, she flopped in the common room, idly flipping through a gardening magazine she’d picked up while grabbing the pie, and wondering if anyone would come help her eat it, of if she’d be stuck with it all by herself. Ino snickered.

Well. It was pie. In Fandom. She could probably leave it in the common room and have it gone in half an hour really.

[Open as a common room is!]

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"You're going to go," she said confidently. "And you're going to try and make friends."

Yes.

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"Yes, of course. And that will go so very well.

"I did try the last time. Two thought I was insane. The other one was Hinata."

Perhaps he was exaggerating, but that happened.

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"But, see? I bet Hinata doesn't think you're insane," Ino said. "And that's one more possible-friend than you would've had had you not talked to anyone."

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"I have talked to Hinata. She had her kitten out the other day and I stopped to see. I even gave him tuna while we talked over a few things."

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Ino waved that off. "See? So it's worth it to talk to more people!"

Totally made sense, honest.

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"I like animals. I miss not being around them much. There's plenty of people here, but not nearly as many beasts."

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"...I fail to see what that's got to do with you making friends brother-mine."

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He looked sideways.

"Animals can be friends. Even the kind that don't speak."

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"Yes, and?"

Ino had kinda figured that the fact she wanted him to make people-shaped friends was rather obvious, but...

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"There's not really an 'and'. I was just saying."

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"And I'm just saying too."

Innocent. Really. Honest. Totally not with the shoving him to socialize.

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"You always do," he joked before leaning over to give her a one-armed hug.

"Though you see? I've jinxed the common room. Just you and me."

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"People are hiding," she said, leaning into the hug with a little nod and eyeing him momentarily for the joke. Well. Yes. She did. So? "Must be."

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He laughed.

"What?"

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Ino blinked at him. Innocently.

"What's what?"

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"You were eyeing me."

Lookity look look.

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"Sometimes," she said lightly. "I do that."

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"Yes, you do. It's one of your oddly endearing traits."

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Oddly endearing?

Ino wrinkled her nose at him. "Oddly endearing traits?"

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"Yes."

He wasn't saying anything more. Partially because he meant it and didn't want her misunderstanding. And partially because it was rather amusing to see her nose wrinkle like that.

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She poked him in the arm. "Elaboration might be nice, you know."

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He feigned great pain and put his hand to his arm before falling over 'dead' from the grave 'wound'.

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She giggled. "You cannot seriously expect me to believe that."

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"I don't expect you to believe anything. I'm dead."

Spoken out of the side of his mouth as the rest of him reposed in a 'postmortem 'flop.

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"Very dead," she agreed, still giggling. "So dead you can talk."