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"I'm sorry for lashing out. I was out of line", Sumire apologized, bowing to Renge and the rest of the hosts.
Renge led the charge with a hug sobbing hysterically about how sorry she was, her words getting mumbled as the rest of the hosts joined in the hug, except Kyoya at least.
"Ne Haruhi wanna come with me to the vet clinic? I'm gonna pick up Smoky"
"Ah gomen Sumire, I need to get home early today"
"Aw that's okay, stay safe", Sumire waved as she picked up her bag to leave.
After much reconciliation with Renge all was well and forgiven. Sumire was relieved that no one hated her for it, so it looked like all is great for now.
"Oi Sumire ride with us", Hikaru and Kaoru tried to coach Sumire.
"Can't guys, I need to go to the vet's", Sumire smiled at the twins before shaking away from their grasp.
"Oh? We'll come with you"
"Absolutely not. I'm going now bye bye"
Sumire dashed out of the club before the hosts could follow. She really liked their company, but sometimes it felt like anywhere she went they were there.
'Oh well, I'll make it up to them', Sumire thought to herself walking, 'I need to pass by the convenience store later as well, I'll do shopping first'
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"Dr. Mayumi?", Sumire called out to the empty clinic. For some reason there wasn't anybody else in the clinic.
"Ah hello, Sumire-san yes?", Mayumi came out wearing a lab coat, her usual attire "Smoky is alright, would you like to put in the microchip in?"
"Yes that would be great"
(Idk how vets or microchips work so lets just pretend its easy breezy and go along with it)
"Thank you Mayumi-san", Sumire bowed paying over the counter.
"No problem dear just come visit whenever", Mayumi waved as Sumire carried Smoky in her pet carrier and out the door.
"Lets get home then shall we?", Sumire told Smoky holding up the carrier, Smoky giving a small meow in response.
"Sumire?"
"Who- Oh Daisuke its you",
Daisuke was holding a helmet, beside him a motorcycle that lowly hummed. "Ah, Is Smoky good to go?"
"Vaccinated, microchipped, he should be fine now. Nice motorcycle", Sumire nodded admiring the vehicle. She couldn't ride a motorcycle, she had yet to try mostly because she tended to chicken out at the last second.
"Yeah, you like it?", Daisuke grinned revving the motor up.
"It's very nice"
"Want me to give you a ride home?", Daisuke offered, holding his helmet out to Sumire.
"Well...", Sumire trailed off.
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The Host Club's Florist - An OHSHC Fanfiction
Fanfiction***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...
