Hoshiko Gin, she led a rather simple life despite being a member of the ANBU, and had yet again shrunk into the shadows. What could you expect, as the daughter of merchants (not always profitable ones at that), living in poverty for so long humbled a person. Growing up a shy child, it seemed she had reverted back into her old ways again; well it seemed, maybe.... even perhaps she had isolated herself. It was not that she was a timid person, but rather, a very disinterested person. She had no desire to seek people out. There was a time where she had acquired so many good friends, and now it was as if they had either vanished, or forgotten her existence. Her blond hair fell loosely over her exposed shoulders, and she shrugged.
Walking down the path, passing every person without a second thought, her stomach grumbled loudly. That is what had awoken her today. My poor tummy...' The kunoichi whimpered as she looked up and down the streets of the plaza, it all smelled wonderful, and you could certainly tell Gin thought so. Her nose lifted into the air and she took a great inhale through the nose. How could anyone ever make such a decision? Maybe she had gotten used to eating the instant ramen that had become her daily regiment. Today for some reason, 'I feel like I want something better... and I don't want to eat alone.' Have you ever actually seen a person, sitting alone at a restaurant? There was something very odd about it, perhaps they didn't have friends. Perhaps, they were a bad tipper; or even worse, maybe they chewed with their mouth gaping open. Yuck!
Her stomach growled even louder this time; "Why can't I make a simple decision like this...?"
She began convincing herself that sometimes the simplest decisions were the hardest ones to make. Yes, she concluded, that seemed like a logical explanation.
Walking down the path, passing every person without a second thought, her stomach grumbled loudly. That is what had awoken her today. My poor tummy...' The kunoichi whimpered as she looked up and down the streets of the plaza, it all smelled wonderful, and you could certainly tell Gin thought so. Her nose lifted into the air and she took a great inhale through the nose. How could anyone ever make such a decision? Maybe she had gotten used to eating the instant ramen that had become her daily regiment. Today for some reason, 'I feel like I want something better... and I don't want to eat alone.' Have you ever actually seen a person, sitting alone at a restaurant? There was something very odd about it, perhaps they didn't have friends. Perhaps, they were a bad tipper; or even worse, maybe they chewed with their mouth gaping open. Yuck!
Her stomach growled even louder this time; "Why can't I make a simple decision like this...?"
She began convincing herself that sometimes the simplest decisions were the hardest ones to make. Yes, she concluded, that seemed like a logical explanation.