Thinking quickly, you tumble into an empty ramen container, hoping to Kami it won't crumple under Naruto's huge foot! BOOM!!! A slight vibration tips the makeshift refuge... CRASH!!! Another thunderous footstep collides with the side of the container, sending it and you rolling across the floor. You are bounced and jangled around inside the cup until it collides with the wall of the small apartment like room, sending it off at another angle (albeit more slowly). You try and recover your bearings as the ramen cup finally settles to a stand still, stumbling out into the open air and throwing up a bit from the wild ride. You look up and after a few dazed moments of befuddlement to adjust to your huge surroundings, you realize that you are in the small kitchen adjoining the main living space. Before you, the tremendous inhabitant of this area is grumbling inaudibly to himself as he bends over, probing his fridge for food or sustenance. You don't have the right vantage point to be sure (your view is filled mainly by the large orange-clad rear of your host, swaying about sporadically as he rummages about, tossing a few spoiled food products onto the floor behind him dismissively) but he doesn't seem to be having a huge amount of luck. After ceasing his fruitless search, he turns around and stands up, giving you a full view of his toned stomach and fit body. He seems to be in fairly good shape, his abs even developed enough to create a slight protrusion. Aside from the spiral shaped tattoo circling his navel he has an otherwise unexceptional torso, but from how he behaves he is probably a ninja in training. He rubs his belly a bit, frowning as it grumbles audibly. Suddenly, he seems to have an idea! Shaking the floor around you in a way that almost makes you fall over, he runs into the other room and (you see through the doorway) pulls out a frog shaped wallet! His smile vanishes as he opens it to reveal a moth as its only contents, which flutters away. He looks at the moth wistfully, as if wondering how much protein a moth contains, his discontent punctuated by another cacophonous rumble from his empty stomach. He clutches his middle in both hands and furrows his brow in thought...
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