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Coldest Birthday Party Ever! 
15th-Jan-2008 12:46 pm
Who: Hinata, and everyone she invited (Naruto, Neji, Tenten, Hana, Kiba, Shikamaru, Temari... Gaara, if Temari feels like dragging him along. Hinata certainly wouldn't mind).
When: December 27th, 2007.
What: Hinata's birthday party at the outdoor skating rink set up for the New Year's Festival!
Warnings: Lots of cute, most likely some cursing from various mouths.
Open? Other people can happen by, of course. ^_^

It was early evening, though she had turned up about half an hour early to begin waiting for her friends. It was chilly, but she didn't mind. It was her birthday, and she would get to see all of her friends (and meet Shikamaru's significant other). She had been working overtime at the cafe during the brief reprieve from classes, but she had made absolutely certain that she would have her birthday off.

She was smiling from ear to ear behind her scarf as she stood near a bay of lockers, her worn-in ice skates in a bag slung over one shoulder. It had been almost a year since she'd skated last, but she doubted she had forgotten the basics.
15th-Jan-2008 08:47 pm (UTC)
The air was cold but Kiba's scarf and fur-lined hood kept his face protected from the chill. Occasionally the breeze made the fur tickled his cheek, but he just shook it off. Tonight was Hinata's birthday meet up and he was looking forward to seeing his friends, some of which he hadn't seen since before the New Year.

The atmosphere was festive and he admired the decorations as he walked towards the Ice rink. "Perfect setting for Hinata's birthday" he thought to himself with a warm smile.

It had been years since he had skated and he had grown out of his old boots. Not that he could wear them after Akamaru had decided to use them as a chew toy. He would have to rent a pair from one of the stalls next to the rink, "crappy beaten up boots" he murmured to himself as he handed over the payment; to which old woman behind the stall gave him a sharp stare. He gingerly made his way to the rink and sat down on one of the benches surrounding it, "I'll get some practise before the others arrive" he thought as he fumbled with his boots and stomped clumsily towards the ice.
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