Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170915190405/@comment-28929139-20170915202735

When Hayato opened the door and invited her in, Sup Pung did so without hesitation. Closing the door behind her and looking around, she let out a slow but deliberate wolf whistle. "I see you've been busy. Your place is looking nice." Of course, Sup Pung too had been reaping the benefits of their thriving business. Even if it was technically hers, she couldn't live in the house left to her by Kideme in the Uchiha district. It wasn't haunted, but it was just eerie living in a place owned by two people she had never met nor seen and one of whom she literally couldn't remember. Because even because of that, the residual energy of them was everywhere and it was honestly offputting. So the first opportunity she got, Sup Pung moved herself, her bird, goat, and seven cats into a brand new house near the back of the village with a nice vast garden where she could live in peace.

"Oh dude, you have no idea." Sup Pung smirked wide while pocketing her cigarette tin but kept her zippo out. "I had to hire two more guys as security because I get so many people wanting to fight and will start fighting with me and the bouncers when they get turned away." While Hayato went and grabbed a cigar and a scroll, Sup Pung went right over to her usual spot on the couch that she sat whenever she visited him. "Oh listen to you, Mr. Fancy Pants Sarutobi's smokes cigars now? I should have brought over some champagne and caviar." With a snicker, she winked to signify she was just being silly. "But hell yeah, I hear cigars are better for you than cigarettes anyway." She still needed to quit though.

"So how ya been?" When he came and joined her back in the living room, Sup Pung looked his way and then graciously took a pull of the cigar and she closed her eyes. "Mmm.....this shit is wild. Nice and velvety to the brain...." Passing the cigar back to him, she opened her eyes again. " Things are cool. I don't work at the hospital anymore, so that's opened up my schedule a hell of a lot. Dr. Ob's cool, so I still help him out whenever he asks for it but most days I'm at the club playing doctor now." Devilishly grinning at him, "Mind if I get something to drink?" Assuming he let her, Sup Pung now got up and fixed herself a glass of water. Maybe amongst most people that was considered rude or tacky to be that comfortable in people's houses, but well, she was fucking thirsty!

"Okay, what is that thing you're messing with?" Sup Pung asked while taking a gulp of water on her way back to the couch, glancing to the scroll he kept reading over. "You look like you're constipated trying to figure it out."