A/N: So. Hungover.
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Just as she told herself, Sakura didn't bother reporting to the Hokage first, instead staggering into her apartment to dump her pack in the entryway. She peeled her stiff clothes from her skin – sand everywhere – and started the bath water, placing the temperature at scalding hot.
She studied herself in the mirror while waiting for the tub to fill, noting the fading marks on her neck and shoulders. The soreness had faded with her travels, but even with the lingering signs, the memory remained strong.
Tub filled, Sakura rinsed the grim from her body before sinking into the water with a grateful sigh. This time, Kakashi couldn't heckle her for being so dirty when she gave him her mission report.