***Updates every monday and friday gmt+8*** (8-24-21 -- ??)
Sumire Shiraishi is the daughter of Japan's biggest flower and plant industry that sells and trades flowers and other plants locally and across the globe.
A pretty shaky past but always h...
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^^ used this avatar making site to give an OC representation also maid outfits yes
Sumire flitted around refilling cups and serving plates of cake here and there, listening to music to block out the Host club's blatant flirting and "brotherly love". The twins had passed three sets of outfits before club hours, one in pink, another a light blue and a purple. Thankfully the "maid" uniforms came with ruffled cuffs. It was rather cute in fact, she liked it.
They were doing a Japanese-ish themed day, the hosts wore kimonos and kotatsus and sakura trees were set indoors. She shook her head at the thought of how much this hole setup cost, especially the huge array of sweets that she had been serving around.
A small cry of pain caught her attention and Sumire headed to the twin's table, pulling out her earbuds and pausing her playlist. Kaoru was holding his finger, fake looking tears at the corner of his eyes.
Hikaru took his brothers finger and lightly sucked on it, leaning sexually over his brother, "Honestly Kaoru, you have to be more careful. From now on keep your eyes on me, okay?"
Sumire narrowed her eyes and shook her head, she had wasted her concern over a ploy. The twin's guest squealing, one of them urging the other to look, something about once in a lifetime.
