Hey Mm-! H[ e turns from where he stands with his arms delved in the top cupboards, one hand wrapped around a little shaker of fish flakes and a pair of chopsticks in his mouth. He's having lunch at home today apparently, as the steadily warming water and the cup-noodle container poised on the counter might suggest. ]
Y're h'm e'rly? [ Take the damn chopsticks out of your mouth, Naruto. Greet your mother properly. ]
.... ;m; mommy dont you remember me....?
Y're h'm e'rly? [ Take the damn chopsticks out of your mouth, Naruto. Greet your mother properly. ]