The Perk, Thursday Morning

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It was not often, really, that the streets of Fandom were so... packed. It had taken her a bit longer than planned to get from the dorms to the Perk (because hot chocolate was excellent, and she was lazy about making her own).

Ino stared out the window and had to grin a bit. It was just one of those days, maybe? First the glitter shower—which had made her laugh, and she was still incredibly sparkly (and gleeful about it)—and now everyone all out in force.

Maybe she’d just stay here for a bit and see if it got better.

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Ned sort of fell into the Perk, having jumped back to avoid a wildly driven rickshaw and a pack of screaming kids.

"When did this town get so crowded?" he asked to the now closed door.

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"Holiday madness," Ino giggled. "It has to be it."

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Turning, Ned waved at Ino while still getting his bearings back after the near collision.

"One just about ran me over," he said. "The holidays make people crazy in the worst possible way."

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A very glittery Ino waved back and kicked at the chair nearest to her. "Sit," she ordered, grinning. "And I've heard some pretty bad stuff 'bout the holidays and madness and I don't really understand it when the reasons why are generally silly ones."

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Ned tilted his head and catch the glitter, well, glittering in the lights. As he walked closer, his smile grew until he was sitting and smiling at her.

"You look festive," he said.

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"The showers are possessed!" she chirped, beaming at him. "Isn't it awesome?"

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"I haven't take one today yet," he said and then realizing how that sounded, added, "I took one last night. I'm clean!"

Ned was in an oversharing mood apparently.

"Glitter's better than tinsel," he said, laughing at the sparkling decoration. "It looks really nice. You stand out! Not that you didn't before but now it's a glittering standing out."

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"I stand out lots normally?" Ino asked, sipping at her hot chocolate. "And clean is good! I liked the tinsel too, I'll admit."

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"Of course you do," Ned said easily. "The tinsel got stuck to my shirt and hair. And it was a pain to get out because it'd rip or tear so I'd have tinsel bits clinging to me and I just made a mess."

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She laughed. "You're just saying that, totally. I've been so quiet lately. I just let it cling to me, and was all tinselled out and everything. It was a bit of a pain when I went to get ready for bed, but other than that, it was kinda awesome."

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"I'm quiet all the time," he said. "It's not so bad. This week's been...weird, right? My dog turned into a human for a day."

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"I'm so glad my snake didn't," she said vehemently. "Was your dog awesome as a person? And, I don't know, quiet isn't really my style, but I've been really busy with studying, so..."

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"He wasn't too bad," Ned said, nodding. "He was really bouncy and protective and he wanted to eat candy all the time. Digby is definitely not quiet. He can be loud for the both of us till we're done being quiet."

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"Awwww, I'm sorry I missed him then. That sounds so cute." It really did. "And you should try being loud at least very now and then, it's good for you."

Somehow. Ino was sure it was though.

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"I don't know if I know how to be loud," he said thoughtfully. "I don't think I've screamed since I was nine."

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"Loud doesn't have to be screaming," she said. "You could, if you'd like, start with just... trying to wear brighter coloured clothing than you normally do. Something that stands out a bit more."

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"Oh." Ned needed to stop taking things so literal. "Like an orange shirt? I think I have a red tie."

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"Like an orange shirt," she said, nodding. "There's a boy back home who wears nothing but orange jumpsuits, did you know? No one can miss him, even when he's being quiet."

Which, admittedly, was rare.

"Loud is, I guess, more of a state of mind sometimes? 'Cause, in wearing something bright and bold, you're saying 'look at me! here I am!' and expressing that you're here, you're you, and that's how it's going to be."

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Ned nodded, making mental notes. "But I shouldn't be too loud so people don't think it's garish and gaudy, right? Or that I blind people with my shirts?"

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"Only when you're at the beach," she said, smiling. "Then you can be as loud as anything. But, yeah, 'less you've got a ton of confidence, be bright but not... too bright. Like, your red tie is excellent. Your orange shirt would be good with a dark pair of pants. It's just a matter of mixing it up."

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"I'm pretty bad at being fashionable," he said with a laugh. "I think I've got the bad dressing guy syndrome that some of us have."

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"Fashionably, 'long as you don't mean superstar sort of fashion, isn't that hard," Ino told him, smiling. "It's a matter of checking what matches with what, and that it fits properly, and suits you. There's stuff, like, that Dojima-san could wear that I could never get away with, and the same for me the other way, even if outfit itself is fashionable."

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"So, I shouldn't wear anything with glittery feathers, should I?" Ned joked.

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"If you do, I want pictures," Ino said, giggling. "But, generally, no."

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"No feathers," he said. "Rhinestones?"