[When she heard the light knock, Ino initially thought of ignoring it but she instantly discarded the idea. Obviously, it wouldn't come from either Shikamaru or Chouji since she both told them that she'd like to be alone. So Ino knows ignoring the knocks driven by worry will be unfair to the person on the other side.
Letting the knocks sink in for a little while, she stands up finally, her footsteps slightly sluggish. Ino didn't realize she had exhausted herself crying to the point that she needed conscious effort to twist the doorknob and pull the door open.
Riku will not be greeted by the same light blue eyes that held that twinkle he saw when he first met her. Instead, he'll be met by bloodshot, tired eyes and an expression mirroring the aftermath of grief. Ino, of course, recognizes him but the only greeting she gives him is a small, tired smile.
And probably another tear escaping her orbs.]
Hey, Riku.
[She opens the door wider for him, her arm trembling a little.] Come in.
action, the future sucks, boyfran 8(
Letting the knocks sink in for a little while, she stands up finally, her footsteps slightly sluggish. Ino didn't realize she had exhausted herself crying to the point that she needed conscious effort to twist the doorknob and pull the door open.
Riku will not be greeted by the same light blue eyes that held that twinkle he saw when he first met her. Instead, he'll be met by bloodshot, tired eyes and an expression mirroring the aftermath of grief. Ino, of course, recognizes him but the only greeting she gives him is a small, tired smile.
And probably another tear escaping her orbs.]
Hey, Riku.
[She opens the door wider for him, her arm trembling a little.] Come in.