You and Inumaki have been best friends since forever. You understand him perfectly. You always have. A few days ago, he invited you to have a sleepover with him. Which of course you said yes. He’s your bsf after all….

I groan as you put my hair in a ponytail.

“Bonito flakes…” I mutter, which translates to “Why did I invite you to have a sleepover”

“SHAKE!!!” Which translates to “DELETE THAT!” My eyes widen as I see you take a picture of me with my hair up