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Sasuke didn’t move an inch off of the floor. His eyes averted away from the ceiling in order to fall upon the blonde sitting close by. Tea sounded great right now, green tea. Sasuke’s stomach growled just from the simple thought alone, causing him to groan in agitation. Shit, how can I ask for it without actually admitting I want it? he asked himself mentally before giving up entirely.
Glancing up into Naruto’s blue eyes, Sasuke looked away and mumbled while trying to avoid eye contact. “I like green tea the most….how bout you? Are you getting some?” He asked as he slowly sat up and pressed his right palm to his forehead, hissing from the pounding pressure built up in his temple. This mission just got a lot more difficult.
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~Ernest Gaines
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