Masked_Felix

Orochimaru slipped though the window again, this time as an entrance. He was hungry, and felt the need for alcohol to enlighten him on the solutions to his ever piling problems. The din of the main room was as loud as ever, patrons sloshing their drinks and drowning in their beer induced reverie. Bracing himself for whatever odd play was at hand, he opened the door separating the remarkably clean bathroom and the savagely up kept barroom.

"Bartender give me your nuts!" was the first thing that stopped Orochimaru in his tracks. The second was the orange clad Jinchuriki of the nine tails, drunk into a plastered stupor at the bar. He blinked several times, his usually sinister eyes now holding a completely baffled expression. It was certainly Naruto. He left the door open for a mere moment longer before quietly and slowly shutting it as he receded back into the bathroom and proceeded to use the window once again as a doorway instead of fulfilling it's conventional role.

If his thoughts could be summed up in one sentence, they would probably be 'Screw this, I'm going home.' After all, he had a few bucks. He could probably just hit up a convenience store for supplies.

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