The Hyuuga frowned, staring down the Akimichi with all the confidence of someone who was not staring down a person twice his size. "Come, we're going to the bar." No Chouza had not asked Neji to help his son meet some eligible ladies. The invitation was entirely normal and spontaneous. ..From @breakthecage‘s Neji to Chouji!
Chouji slowly repeats the words back to Neji, clearly dumbfounded. “The..bar?” Chouji tilts his head to the side slightly. “W-With you? What for?”
Indeed-- what for? For one, he and Neji were not close—Had they ever had a one-on-one conversation before? And two, Chouji was not one to drink often. Mainly because once he started, it was hard to stop. It made him feel extra warm and merry and talking to people was much easier. In the moment, he wouldn’t want to stop drinking out of fear that his social anxiety would return.
Even in this conversation with Neji, someone he’d known for years, the anxiety was ever-present. He nervously scratches his cheek. “E-Ermm, not that I don’t wanna hang out with you, Neji. It was just unexpected of you to ask.”
