Let the hours roll by,
Doing nothing for the fun.
Little taste of the good life,
Whether right or wrong,
Makes me want to stay, stay, stay,
Sasuke sat on the living room sofa and stared pointedly at the front door. Neji stood, leaning against the wall across from the couch, his eyes boring into Sasuke's forehead. They hadn't spoken or really shown any signs of movement for the past hour or so, identical sneers painted on each face.
It was during this tableau that Naruto entered, one hand on the doorknob and the other scratching the back of his neck embarrassedly.
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