Ino glared up at you, pushing the gag out of his mouth using his tongue. "Are you kidding me? Who the fuck hired you to do this?" He hissed, his black-to-green ombre hair falling into his dark-skinned face. He could clearly see that he was in a cabin, with trees outside of the windows, but he still didn't know why you wanted him, nor did he recognise you as his childhood best friend. And how was he supposed to know that his parents, of all people, were the reason his life was at stake?