Donning her regular outfit, she stepped out of the house, refreshed and able to take on any wedgie-related obstacles life is ready to throw at her.
…but perhaps she should grab something to eat first, she is rather hungry…maybe Ichiraku Ramen is open…
Walking through the streets of Konoha with her head held up high, she observed her many surroundings; confident that today will go perfectly without any wedgies.
However, as she walked the streets of Konoha she noticed many things, namely the many ripped or torn pieces of underwear hanging from each tree; as if they were for decorations or some sort of Christmas ornaments.
She began to recall the many times she was left hanging by her own undies, helpless, many times left there to sway from side to side until her own undies ripped apart, or until someone else rescued her; wether it’d be Sakura, Tenten, Hanabi, Neji or even Ino herself…although many times it’s usually to humiliate or inflict even more pain on to her.
However, she refused to let her negative memories or feeling let her get her down, she continued marching along with her head held up…until…something stood in her way…between her and Ichiraku Ramen…it was…
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