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Karin ([info]might_badtouch) wrote in [info]last_stretch,
@ 2009-09-14 00:53:00


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Entry tags:closed log, karin, naruto

[closed - in progress]
WHO: Karin, Uzumaki Naruto
WHAT: Karin goes to the karaoke bar to take up Naruto's offer on them meeting.
WHERE: Meromero - the karaoke bar.
WHEN: Late Thursday, Sept. 10
WARNINGS: I don't even. Who knows, with them?



She'd pulled on her good heels for the occasion - not the new ones, which needed their own event, but the ones were long since broken in, and somehow matched almost every one of her outfits. In the large bag at her side were her work clothes, rolled up with a rubberband around them so they wouldn't take up too much space. Like hell was she going to go out looking overly professional (unless she was aiming for sexy librarian, which was always nice in its own).

It was the first time she'd had a chance to really go anywhere since she'd come to the city, because all those times she got lost heading home from work didn't fucking count.

The thought of how she'd recognise Naruto didn't quite occur to her, because they'd not so much as exchanged numbers (though Karin could find had his easily if she just looked a little, she was sure), but she'd always had a knack for picking someone out of a crowd. Though, she had to admit, she usually went looking for the hottest guy in the room if she had to pick any one person out of a group.

Crumpling the instructions she'd written down earlier on how to get from the Apple store to Meromero and shoving them in her purse, Karin made her grand entrance (which wasn't very grand at all, but she was there, at least).



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[info]might_badtouch
2009-09-29 02:25 am UTC (link)
She laughted, lightly, and shook her head. Karin wasn't going to bother pointing out his being dead would sort of hinder his boss from doing much to pick on him, or throw a fit or whatever his boss did. It didn't really matter; he'd little more than a bump.

"You're entertaining, at least," she said, more pleased than she'd been in a long time, so it was a far cry from the dry sarcasm she usually addressed anyone else with.

"And - " Karin bit her lip, considering whether she should worry about boundaries in flirting (and whether or not she wanted to flirt, considering he wasn't exactly her type), and when she decided that she didn't give a damn, she leaned forward, elbows on the counter again. " - if you do wind up being concussed, I'm sure I could keep you company. You know, cause you're not supposed to sleep on a concussion."

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