"Im sweating."

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The club started up and I went to Mori a honey's area. I sat on the couch and waited for the boys to stop their banter and open the club up.

When they were done taking requests and treating the girls they walked to the couches designated for them. When Mori and Honey got to our area, Honey sat in my lap and Usa- chan sat in his. I quietly play with Honey's hair as he talked to the girls.  Suddenly I was lifted up with Honey and Usa-chan and placed in Mori's lap. He proceeds to braid my hair. Honey had the bright idea of a braid train. Some girls got in front of Honey while others got behind Mori. While playing with his hair, Honey started to fall asleep in my lap, and the girls in front of him moved to the back so as not to disturb the little boy.

I kinda wanted to play with Mori's hair, but that doesn't matter now does it? As they continued a girl behind Mori got kinda angry...
"Why can't Mori-senpai play with my hair!" She said with a whiny bitchy tone.
"Yeah, I wanna play with Mori's hair!" Another joined in.

"Shhhhhh..." One of the girls behind them said, "Honey is sleeping."

"Well I don't care!" She stamped her foot like a two year old.
" I wouldn't advise that, if he wakes up you're done for," I spoke in a reassuring tone, whispering of course.

She the screamed, "I think that Honey would actually be on my side and not yours, you know what, you skank?! When he wakes up I'm telling him what happened!"

A dark aura started to expand from the boy, and I instantly pulled him up in my lap and whispered things into his ear to calm him down, while this girl was still screaming.

Mori had actually pulled me farther into his lap to help me call him down.
"I'm sorry Lil-chan, but I sh called you a skank..."
Mori apparently hadn't heard that part of the rant, to focused on Honey.
"She....said....what?..." he asked me with a stoic face and a blunt voice. Honey and Mori both stood up, I was holding Usa-chan and Mori put me on a couch near by. This girl was still screaming.

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