Fandom High School Host Club, Sunday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

The Host Club's pool table was once again a pool table. Not a Lego table, as it had been last week. The dartboard had no velcro, the poker table was, in fact, a poker table, and had nothing to do with matching cards or Go Fish.

And Reno was very, very pleased about this.

In fact, it was entirely possible that the Hosts this week were going to have to pry him off of the table, kicking and screaming, because he was hugging onto it tightly and refused to budge.

"I'm not five! Thank Shiva I'm not freakin' five this week, yoto!"

The Host Club was open to Hosts and visitors alike, of course. Maybe if there were enough, they'd be able to drag him off by his ankles.

It had been that sort of week.

[OCD is up! Have fun!]

Comments

Re: Talk to Reno

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was not smirking at the Host host having a tantrum.

Re: Talk to Reno

[raspberryturk]

Reno wondered idly as he hugged the pool table if Jack had enjoyed his fruit basket.

Re: Talk to Reno

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack had indeed enjoyed the fruit basket. Very good canteloupes. The redhead had good taste.