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Chilly Boulder, Friday Evening
…morbid curiosity.
That was what it was, Hinata decided, waiting outside Chilly Boulder for Hayley to show up and contemplating the fact that… well. Hayley was going to teach her about knocking boy's socks off or some such thing. Clearly, Hinata thought, this was doomed to failure.
And yet she'd shown up anyway.
It had to be morbid curiosity. And vaguely wondering, again, how she'd been talked into this. It seemed like a good idea at the time?
Hinata clasped her hands in front of her and waited patiently. She was good at that, at least. If likely to be incredibly poor at anything else discussed this evening.
[Hinata is here for Hayley, but post is open for all other ice cream needs!]
That was what it was, Hinata decided, waiting outside Chilly Boulder for Hayley to show up and contemplating the fact that… well. Hayley was going to teach her about knocking boy's socks off or some such thing. Clearly, Hinata thought, this was doomed to failure.
And yet she'd shown up anyway.
It had to be morbid curiosity. And vaguely wondering, again, how she'd been talked into this. It seemed like a good idea at the time?
Hinata clasped her hands in front of her and waited patiently. She was good at that, at least. If likely to be incredibly poor at anything else discussed this evening.
[Hinata is here for Hayley, but post is open for all other ice cream needs!]

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"Ice cream and boy talk!" she declared. "This'll be great."
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She smiled at her friend. "We can fix that. Maybe."
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...
"Ch-Changing slowly?"
Glacially, even.
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She nodded emphatically.
"So, what exactly do you want to do with this boy?"
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"A-Ano," Hinata said carefully, "I th-think I would like for him to... notice and talk with me..."
Oh, Hinata.
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Pot. Kettle. Black.
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"He n-needs someone who can keep up with him?" she tried. "And train with him--if I c-can do th-that, then he'd notice and appreciated it."
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She looked down. "But wh-when he's alone, sometimes he looked so sad..." Hinata shook her head. "Ah, but h-he likes playing pranks on people and seeing th-them laugh and even though he's very loud and not very r-refined, he can be gentle. He likes taking care of plants and playing around th-though he... doesn't always know where to draw the line so sometimes he can be cruel without meaning to."
"He's very l-loyal," Hinata mumbled, flushing because she was talking way too much for her. "A-And fierce in the protection of those he cares about; he d-doesn't like lies or deceptions and is o-out-spoken about it..."
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"...he sounds amazin'. We really need to get you mackin' with him."
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She... didn't know that word, but the context made it pretty obvious and yet all the same perhaps...
"M-Mackin'?" she squeaked. Oh, Hinata, don't ask. It'll only embarrass you more.
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"I th-think," she said, beet red. "Th-That I'd like to buy ice cream now. Wh-What would you like, Hayley? My treat."
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She had vanilla, with a bit of strawberry syrup on it, in a little bowl, Hayley's order, and was looking much more composed by the time she got back.
"N-No problem," she answered, offering Hayley the cone. "After all, you're h-helping me."
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She giggled. She thought this was just ever so keen.
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"S-So what now?" she asked. "Wh-What are his weaknesses?"
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She licked at her cone and thought.
"Ever thought about short skirts?"
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"N-No," she stammered. "A-And I don't think my father would approve..."
Hyuuga Clan did tend to stick on the traditional side of things.
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"No."
Never in a million years, she figured.
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Nevermind that Mitarashi Anko fought in a fishnet body-stocking... thing and a trenchcoat. Or that half of Ino-san's uniform was bandages rather than real fabric.
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...
My, her ice cream was fascinating. "Wh-What about leggings or something?" she asked, a bit desperately. "Those would... sh-show off..."
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She nodded. "And a low cut top, of course."
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Hayley's ideas all seemed to be about losing her clothing...
"W-Why can't I keep my jacket?"
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Or, more likely, be really confused.
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"...then maybe you just gotta kiss him," she said.
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"A-And that might work?"
If she didn't faint at the idea. It was easier to think about it abstractly when he was a world away, literally.
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She had devious ideas, that Hayley Fitzpatrick.
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Dubiously.
And quietly wondering if she ought to have stuck with the clothing angle.
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...hearing it set up as target practice was rather distressing.
"B-But that's not wh-what, not how love w-works...?"
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"Kissing isn't love, though," she said. "Besides, wouldn't you want to be good at it for the people you do love?"
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"...would it be worse if you kissed him and he thought you were awful at it?"
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