"Don't do what?" he asked, supporting his weight on Sam's arms until he was sure he was stable and balanced. "Sex with strangers? Not my choice either, usually." He pulled his hands up to his shoulders, rolling those a little, and stretching his arms and back.

The next comment, though, earned a sharp scoff. "I don't give a shit about this 'festival' or anything else this city decides to distract us with." Bitter. "This wasn't anything to do with that." As far as Sasuke was concerned, it was to do with being a frustrated, horny teenager with extra unwanted stimulation and undirected rage courtesy the chip, nothing more.