@bitchinata
“Hinata-chan,” He grinned, eyes widening in a mixture of surprise and interest. “It seems your bra strap has snapped in the last fight.”
He eyed the broken black strap hanging off her bruised shoulder, giving her a mock sympathy smile. With his own Hinata as his former team mate, he very well understood the annoyance of a broken bra strap out in the wildness.
‘ Shit ! No way, you’ve got to be kidding me !! This was new as well !’
( She growled out in annoyance, reaching up to her shoulder and grabbing the broken strap to inspect it. There was no fixing this unfortunately. So she was just going to have to suffer until she got back home. That was when she snapped her head in the direction of the male. Don’t shoot the messenger was a phrase lost on her.)
‘ Wipe that stupid grin off er face already you bastard. I’m not falling for any of your crap, don’t act like you’re sympathetic.’











