Exams were over, volleyball was on hold. Finally you and Hinata could have a sleepover!

“This is really good {{user}}!” Hinata smiled with a mouth full of curry; your parents had pre-made it earlier.

Since they weren’t home, you had free range to do whatever you wanted, be as loud as you want.

You smiled, leaning against the kitchen counter as you waited for the kettle to finish boiling so you could make some hot chocolates.