Michiko Fujiwara
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i'll flap my very own wings ｡.｡:+*
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Joined - January 1970
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Post by Michiko Fujiwara on Aug 18, 2015 23:44:02 GMT
Michiko stared into Treasa’s face, tracing over the steep curve of her smile. She was being very insistent on this… So much that Michiko didn’t have the will to argue anymore.
”Okay.” She would just have to take good care of Treasa’s book. That was the least she could do.
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Post by Treasa "Kage" Munro on Aug 30, 2015 16:28:36 GMT
Kage wasn't sure what to talk about now that the subject of the play had passed on. There was school, but Kage had very little interest in academics, other than literature...and their homeroom teacher, who also taught World Lit, seemed a little on the strange side. She was so eccentric. Kage couldn't help but wonder if the woman was really meant to be a teacher or not. She noticed her grandmother and Michi's dad were talking about something to do with the theatre. She let them on their own as she thought about something to talk about.
"Emmerson-san and Yamamoto-san dragged me to the Host Club yesterday," she said, not sure if this was something to talk about, "....it seemed a little strange, especially when Suou-senpai started flirtin' with me. Is that a normal thing there, or is that just the way he is? He's....a wee bit scary, ter be honest."
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Michiko Fujiwara
Mod Second Year
Junior Member
i'll flap my very own wings ｡.｡:+*
Posts - 52
Likes - 0
Joined - January 1970
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Post by Michiko Fujiwara on Sept 16, 2015 22:17:41 GMT
Michiko looked up from plate to send Kage a squint.
“Eh?” She hadn't expected to hear about the Host Club in this situation. Treasa didn't seem like someone who'd be very interested in the Host Club, though Michiko couldn't ever let that slip aloud. Honestly, Michiko had visited the Host Club only once—she didn't have enough time to visit again with all of her club activities!—but she'd seen and heard about enough to try and answer Treasa's question.
She nodded, her squint vanishing but her eyebrows remaining pushed together. “No… That's Suoh-san being himself.” It seemed like that what made so many of her classmates talk about him, too. Michiko blinked, her attention snagging on the last part of Treasa's admission. “Scary? S-Suoh-san?” How could Suoh-san be scary? Sure, he was forward, but… Maybe Treasa was confusing him with Mori-senpai…?
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