"Shikamaru," she scolded, sorely tempted to snatch his phone out of his hands--but she resisted. Who the hell was he even bothering to text? Using a phone was supposed to be way too troublesome for him. And so were charms.
Was that a seal?
"What are you even--" Time. Place. With a scowl, she crossed her arms and barked, "Will you just do it? It shouldn't be that hard."
The urge to hit him--just to reinforce the message--was strong, but she resisted that too; usually, he cowed pretty well before her demands, but Ino wasn't above violence or threats. And if those failed... crying.
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