A True Shinobi Feast after the fight for Sasuke

My stomach started grumbling louder than a jutsu clash, so sprinting across keyboards had to wait! Right past the edge of the mousepad, a tall instant noodle cup stood waiting under the warm glow of the desk lamp. I grabbed the edge of the cardboard cup with both hands, planted my feet firmly against the wooden desk, and pushed with everything I had. The plastic lid popped off with a crisp snap! The savory broth scent hit me instantly. I pulled out a clean wooden toothpick from a tiny holder nearby and used it like a giant staff to stir the dry noodles underneath. Even a hero needs a ramen break to recharge!