Fandom High School Host Club, Sunday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Ahh, Sunday. That day of the week where Reno got to set up the pool table and the dartboard and the poker table off in the corner. That day of the week where he got to smuggle in whatever booze he could grab for the day (today it was just a bit of leftover rum, as he was on something of a budget for a few more days). That day where he got to feel all... in charge, and stuff.

"It's come to my attention," he said, as he paced in front of the table that he actually did set up for the hosts today, "that when Tamaki set up the club, some of us were under the impression that there were going to be themed... Things."

He gave his shoulders a shrug. Never let it be said that Reno was a wordsmith, even when he was actually trying.

"I got no clue what sorts of themes people out there wanna see, or what you guys wanna do, so I'm gonna need help, yo."

He then motioned to the suggestion box, sitting on a TV tray table by the door.

"I got work to do today, but if anyone's got any ideas for themed meetings or whatever, write it down and stick 'em in there, and we'll see if we can get to all of 'em by the end of the semester, yo."

Yes, he was fully aware how close the end of the semester was. If it came down to them having a Power Ranger-Hawaii-Poker-Muffin-Art-Zoo meeting, so be it.

[OCD is up! The club and the suggestion box are open to everyone, as per the norm. Have fun!]

Library [Sunday, April 13]

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

Lee was of the mind that less was more today. So, he was currently propped up behind the desk, kicked back and staring at the ceiling. He'd shelved books last week, after all. He deserved a break.