forum Ouran High School Host Club RP [CLOSED, but you can totally stalk it! :)]

Started April 26, 2018 by Deleted user

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Kuroyuri glanced at the door that was opening, "Ah, welcome to the Host Club!" she welcomed the newcomer.

"Uh," Alex replied. She attempted to leave.

Adrik smirked, walking up to the 'boy', patting them on the back and pushing them towards Kuroyuri.

"Look what we have here! A client for you Ma'am!" She said happily, shoving Alex into her friend.

"I'm uh not," Alex couldn't form her words fast enough. She did not want to be here.

"Hey there, what brings you to the Host Club today? We haven't seen you around here before, are you new?" Kuroyuri stood up and smiled.

"I-I-I," Alex stuttered she slowly began to walk away, "I wasn't aware this school had a host club."

Adrik stood behind Kuroyuri, watching their interactions carefully, running a tattooed hand through her shoulder length black hair.

"The school never really had a use for this room, and after the original Host Club graduated, we decided on making a new Host Club," Kuroyuri explained.

"Oh," Alex was backing away, "Well that's nice."

"So, who'll it be today?" Kuroyuri indicated the rest of the Host Club.

"Could I just leave?" Alex asked she had backed herself against a wall.

Adrik watched the new student, curiosity taking over their mind as they watched, their eyes switching between their friend and the new arrival.

Kuroyuri shrugged, "If you insist. but please come again soon," she sighed quietly and shook her head, "Oh, well," she muttered to herself.

Alex sighed. As she rushed to get out she accidently knocked over a painting and ended up tearing it. She froze.

Kuroyuri looked at the painting, "Hey, Adrik, wasn't that going to be sold for 8 million yen?" she asked, indicating the painting that had just been torn.

Adrik sighed, walking up to the painting and picking it up by it's frame, a large tear through the center.

"Yeah," She said, a frown on her face, "I had spent so much time trying to find the perfect frame!" she said, tearing up a little.

“These are great donuts.” Chelsea announced entering from a door. She saw when she saw the torn painting, “Oh dear.” She stuffed the rest of the donut in her mouth.

"I-uh," Alex stuttered. She bowed, "I'm really sorry!"

"We forgive you, but you will have to pay for the damage," Kuroyuri said and crossed her arms, "That means 8 million yen."

"What?" Alex's head shot up, "I don't have that kind of money!"

"Well, what else do you guys think he could do?" Kuroyuri asked.

“Host?”

"What?!" Alex exclaimed. Talking to people oh nonononono.

"It's either be a host or pay the 8 million yen," Kuroyuri said, "and I remember you saying you didn't have that kind of money."

"I," Alex was backed into a corner, "I."