“What the—-”
“You’re almost worse than Naruto when he hasn’t had his daily ramen…” She shook her head.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“What does it look like?”
Shoulders shrunk in defeat.
“Well yeah…I see what you’re doing…” Sakura sighed, drooping into the nearest chair.
“I asked because–I mean, why are you eating now of all times?” Sometimes this particular person baffled her.



