𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈
⚠️depression trigger warning! Beware, dont read if it will negatively impact your mental health⚠️
《Kakashi》
《Lil naruto》
《5/2/19- 5/21/20》
I don't own Naruto, all rights to Masa...
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Florence sighed falling back on the beds plush mattress. She sunk into the blankets, molding into the foam and all of a sudden the weight of sleep fell on her.
She didn't care to change or even brush her teeth. The woman didnt even climb under the blankets, she remained star fished on top.
In the morning Jiraya would be responsible (for once) and wake up early. After awakening Naruto the two who find themselves standing outside Florence's room.
"Should we let her sleep?" The genin asked, staring at the doors white wood.
Jiraya chuckled placing his hand on Naruto's sholder. "Sometimes times in life you have choices kid. You can choose to poke the bear, or you can leave it alone, but sometimes you've gotta poke the bear" the old man nodded as he spoke, "understand?"
Naruto sweardropped at the sages tangent "ok pervy sage".
Irked Jiraya grit his teeth "don't call me that". Though even he couldn't really argue with the title.
Naruto looked to the side rolling unamused by his mentor.
The pervy sage sighed heavily, turning the doors knob and pushing it open. Inside the room was still dark with mostly closed blinds.
Still through the haze of shadows the two could make out the sleeping shape of Florence. She laid on her side curled up in a fetal position most likely cold.
Unhesitatly Jiraya flicked on the lights, he then strode over and hauled the woman up into a sitting position. "Good morning" he smiled at her sleepy expression.
"Go away Jiraya" Florence rolled her eyes, swatting her hands at him. Her eyes burned with sleep.
Unphased he shook his head, his pale hair shifting. "We'll be back in a half hour to start training" with a wave Jiraya exited the room with Naruto in tow.
Florence groaned once again alone. She ran her hands down her face then back up, tangling her fingers within her light hair.
She craved the darkness of sleep, it was better then the weight she felt now, awake and conscious.
Then again, what did she care for Jiraya's orders, she could do whatever she wanted- and she wanted to go back to sleep. Satisfied with her decision the woman laid back down, dozing off.