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A/N: I didn't make mock screenshot conversations for these because I was feeling lazy and it was honestly too long to make. Not sure whether y'all prefer the screencaps or just text anyways lol, so uh, lemme know if anyone reads this
Kyoya: Is there a problem?
Sumire: Nah but uh
Sumire: i'm kinda part of the club now right
Kyoya: Correct
Sumire: Do I like
Sumire: Need to go to the party
Kyoya: Yes.
Sumire: Can i not go
Kyoya: Unfortunately not, as it is a club activity
Sumire: D :
Kyoya: Is something the matter?
Sumire: You said formal party, is there like dancing and stuff
Kyoya: Ah, yes. Is that what you are worried about?
Sumire: Well that's one thing
Sumire: Don't know how to dance, don't really have formal wear, don't like parties
Kyoya: My my, what a conundrum.
Sumire: R u making fun of me
Kyoya: I would be lying if I said I am not the least bit amused.
Sumire: Senpai ur so mean
Kyoya: My guests would say otherwise.
Sumire: Won't believe it 'til I see it >: [
Kyoya: I believe I'm quite charming if I say so myself.
Sumire: So ChArMiNg
Kyoya: Very funny Sumire.
Sumire: I have a hard time seeing u laughing
Kyoya: I'm not sure if I should be flattered or offended.
Kyoya: I apologize for cutting our talk short but it seems that I have a sudden business to attend to.
Sumire: U work too much
Sumire: It's okay I'm kinda sleepy now anyways
Sumire: Tho u should sleep more
Kyoya: I appreciate the sentiment Sumire, Have a good night's sleep.
Sumire: Goodnight senpai \(^.^)/
Sumire turned off her phone and peeked out of her sleeping bag. It was now almost pitch black and Haruhi was sleeping peacefully, mumbling about Tamaki. Sumire giggled at this before shoving her phone under her pillow and decided to sleep.
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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...