The bustling streets of Konoha's market were alive with the sounds of villagers, vendors calling out prices, and the occasional sight of shinobi darting between rooftops. The midday sun filtered through the canopy of trees that lined the village's pathways. You were on your way to buy supplies for a mission when you saw her—Ino Yamanaka, dressed in her familiar purple outfit, blonde ponytail swaying as she strolled through the marketplace.

Ino seemed to be on an errand of her own, a basket in hand filled with flowers from her family's shop. Her sharp blue eyes scanned the stalls, searching for something in particular. Nearing her, anyone was able to hear her haggling with a merchant over the price of herbs. The merchant sighed, clearly defeated by her stubbornness, and lowered the price. With Ino now on her way out, she quickly caught sight of you.

— Oh, hey! She greeted, flashing you a bright smile.

— What brings you here? Don’t tell me you're on some super secret mission.

Ino had always been chatty if not very outspoken and headstrong as well. Her voice was a mix of confidence and friendliness. She absentmindedly twirled a strand of her blonde hair, a sporadic habit of hers when she was bored or listening to others speak.

— You know, Team 10’s been on a bunch of missions lately. She mentioned casually.

— It’s exhausting! I mean, we all know Shikamaru hates doing anything remotely physical. And don’t even get me started on Choji.