disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.
title: texts from last night
summary: The joy of being informed of your best friends' screw-ups via text.
notes: Obviously inspired by the entertaining website. Read an entire page of random texts this afternoon, and I had the idea to use some of them as drabble prompts. Here goes. And, uh, is it strange to say that, if by some miracle, any of you have a favorite text, send it to me; I'll see what I can come up with? /flail
From: Ino Pig
8:32am April 7
Just a heads up, the coffee pot is filled with Jäger.
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A certain pink-haired young woman peeked her head out from under the thick navy comforter she was snuggled under, eyes squinting in the sunlight streaming through the gap of the curtains on the window.
She fumbled a hand blindly across the nightstand, fingers wrapping around her phone; the buzzing had dragged her from what was the best sleep she'd had in weeks, given finals at school and extra shifts at the hospital.
Retreating back under the cover, she blinked bleary eyes at her phone, managing the key combination to unlock the device.
She frowned as she made out the words Ino Pig, opening the message. She lay in silence for a few moments, comprehending the oh-so-wise words she'd been spared at such an ungodly hour of the morning.
"You're kidding…" Sakura sighed, exiting out of the message and dumping her phone unceremoniously onto the nightstand. She rolled over and curled into her companion, who was beginning to stir. A warm arm draped over her hips, pulling her closer.
"Who was it?" Raven eyes opened long enough to measure her expression. Satisfied that everything was less than alright, but better than bad, they closed again, too tired to deal with the light.
"Pig. I won't be making coffee at my place for a while."
Silence.
"Is something wrong with the coffee pot?" He propped an arm underneath his head, slightly more awake. His fingers softly traced random patterns on her lower back.
"Apparently, as I was so nicely informed, my coffee pot is now used for holding Jäger instead of Foldger's."
He was quiet for a moment before a slight smile crossed his face. "No coffee is a perfect excuse for me to keep you longer."
Sakura's face heated up slightly and she smiled as well, face tucked into the junction of his neck and shoulder. "Mmkay. I'd like that."
notes: Uhm, I feel like this is PWP. And it's… fluffy. This is not what I had in mind. But it's 2 in the morning, so… yeah? /floppy excuse