...s father had taken advantage of her and asked her to remain behind the flower shop's counter while he took a nap.
Fortunately, there hadn't been any costumer in sight and, judging by the weather, there wouldn't be in any time soon. Thus, Ino made several divisions of her hair and covered the tips with a special protective oil and chunks of tinfoil. The instructions on the box said the tinfoil had to be kept on for an hour, but not for longer than an hour and a half or the hair would be damaged. To prevent any problems of this nature, Ino set an alarm-clock.
Once done, Ino started looking on the shelves behind her for some magazine she hadn't read. She was so focused on the task she didn't notice when a customer entered the shop until, literally, she felt the other's presence on the other side of the counter.
"Hello... eh, Hinata-san," she managed after turning around on a hurry, suddenly very conscious of the tinfoil on her hair, and that the young girl in front of her was the heir of Konoha's most important clan.
"Um..." Hinata began, covering her mouth with her wet jacket's wet sleeve. In fact, all of her was soaked; there was even a pool of water underneath her.
Ino gave a small jump and hurried to bring over some towels from the back store. 'Customers are first,' was the nearest thin her family had to a motto. Beside...