Blonde Buttalion

  Kyoya’s patience was wearing thin. He understood as she spoke on how she ended up here but that didn’t explain why she was still here after he explained that this basically wasn’t a restaurant whatsoever. Was she not listening to anything he just said about entertaining guests? Did he really have to explain that all over again? He couldn’t believe just this was happening and would do anything to get her out of here peacefully without making more of a scene.His right eyebrow quivers in irritation as he tries his best to keep his cool.

   A bit annoyed at her action to move pass him, he quickly makes his way to stop her from going further in the club and steps in front of her to block her. “As previously stated. We are Host Club and we are not a food restaurant and though we serve snacks it is only for our guests whom we entertain and please.” he states with a glare. 

  Kyoya forces a smile as he speaks. “If you are looking for a place to eat then might I suggest going to an actual restaurant like Knave’s Place or McQueens. Thank you for stopping by but as you can see we are quite busy today. It was a pleasure to meet you.Have a great day” before he basically pushes her towards the entrance.

Mio was actually listening intently she wanted to learn something new she didn’t really ever have back where she was. It was an girls training academy after all even through there were guys they were only technicians. Though her advance to look around a little bit more was blocked rather forcefully, geez this guy was persistent huh? Mio was about to say something when she began to be pushed to wards the door with word almost stopping her from speaking. Feeling a slight bit of annoyance rise in her chest she gave a sigh and a shrug with a bit of a tsk in her voice as she spoke up from being pushed.

“Well I need to make a better first impression, don’t I? Being known as the one who spilled her drink isn’t something that I’d boast to everyone,” Yang said with a smirk, humor lacing her voice. She ran her robotic hand against the back of her neck before raising her hand and shoving her hair aside to ensure every blonde lock was tucked behind her shoulders. “Alright! Then I’ll meet you there.”

Returning her attention to the bartender, Yang leaned against the wooden bar as she ordered two more drinks. The sound of snickering caught her attention, and violet irises glanced sideways at the same jerks from earlier and she haughtily stuck her tongue out at them as a disgusted noise caught in her throat. She grabbed her drinks and slid cash towards the worker before finally breaking her eye contact from the gaggling guys.

Carefully Yang maneuvered around the area, sucking in her gut and swinging her arms as she tried her best to not spill more drink on anyone. She grinned as she finally approached the table where the blonde stranger waited for her. “It’s a strawberry tequilla sunrise cocktail,” she explained as she handed it to the girl. “It’s become my favorite, and-”

She froze as the question spilled from the other’s lips, her srunching together before relaxing. Finally Yang began laughing and she quickly set her own drink down before she spilled it. Again. “No, I can’t say I do. I’m still new to this Wonderland place, and I thought I’d scope the scene after a coworker recommended it to me.”

Watching the woman walk over she kept her smile happy to see she could walk straight though the way she reacted to the men again did draw a chuckle from Mio. Seeing the drinks in hand and the woman sit down and answer her question. So this beauty was new as well? To think she would run into someone in her same situation so soon was...not expected, but yet not a surprise. She figured it wouldn’t be too bad if she let the girl know that she was new as well, just arrived recently actually, getting settled was no easy task. She said this was strawberry right? She honestly preferred peach flavored, but she’d try almost anything once, sometimes twice depending on the person. Mio reached over and picked up her drink holding it with a light grasp as she pulled it over to her.

20.  a kiss of your choosing! ( requested by the sender! )

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13.  a blown kiss.

Quickly Yang set down her glass as she frantically searched the bar counter for some napkins. She grabbed a whole stack of napkins, crumpling them between her fingers, as she turned towards the girl who was now drenched in Yang’s earlier drink. A few of the paper cloths fell from her grasp, soaking up some of the spilled liquid already on the ground, as she stared at the girl, . “But it’s cute. I’d hate for it to get stained.”

First impressions were something that the blonde didn’t dwell on too much, and this was one reason why. Because normally when she could play things cool or rambunctious or fun, they were all things that could show her in a better light. But this was something too entirely embarrassing. And something about this stranger’s reaction to the situation seemed too entirely familiar.

She grinned uneasily, shrugging her shoulder upward as she her hold on the napkins tightened. “Uh…. Surprise, I guess! I’ll try to give you a better surprise in the future,” she added with a wink, trying to direct herself into her positive element.

“But sure,” she said, giving a cool smile. “I’d love company that isn’t McBlabbers over there. At least let me buy you a drink, so the only drink isn’t on you.” She laughed uncomfortably at the bad joke.

Mio had been doing her best not to stress the situation it really was a cheap shirt, but she didn’t expect something like this to happen. She expected to get a drink dunked on her by some wasted guy, but this? Oh this was different...but yet the air seemed...familiar. She paused for a moment when she heard the girl thought it was cute, of if she thought this shirt was cute she was gonna love the swimsuit, but that’s a thought for another time. Mio then watched the girl grin, followed by a shrug which made Mio give a small laugh. “A better surprise in the future you say? I guess that means you want to see me again after tonight then?” Mio said then let the woman finish her sentence agreeing to join Mio for a bit but offered a drink to make up for the situation. To Mio that sounded nice, she gets a free drink and to hang out with a hot babe! No way was she going to turn that down.

Drinks on Me |

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“Why don’t you stop being a coward and say that to my face!?” While Yang could feel her blood boiling, she knew that she was still in control of herself and her emotions. She was still in control of her emotions, even if some assholes in the vicinity couldn’t learn to control their tongues. Her hand curled around the base of the drink, the frost of the glass contrasting against her the growing heat of the anger swelling in her hand.

It’s not worth it, she told herself. Briefly squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, Yang took a deep breath before she quickly handed her money to the bartneder. Turning her body away from the bar and taking a step, she immediately found her arm bumping into someone. Yang watched in silent horror as the contents of her drink spilled onto the girl.

Purple eyes widened as the situation finally dawned on her and she audibly gasped. “Oh- oh no. I’m so sorry. I didn’t think anyone was standing that close.”

Mio had another long day filled with various activities like swimming, practicing her Keijo skills and even being a lifeguard it made her tired. Tired enough for a night out anyways. It wasn’t often Mio went to a place with drinks to dull the senses, but today felt different. And she wanted to embrace that different feeling she felt as if something special was going to happen, but just in case she wore a pretty damn simple outfit. In case that something special was something she didn’t want to ruin a good outfit with. Eventually finding herself at a bar with a decent walk towards it, if she was going to be drinking she definitely didn’t want to ride her motorcycle here. Pressing open the doors the blonde walked in with a smirk on her face as she quickly scanned the bar for hotties, and boy...was there not a lot of women here. Still a decent amount to be considered a normal night, but most were ones Mio had seen before...Most.

Just another day

    Kyoya wasn’t easily disturbed by anything. It took a lot to gain any reaction out of him. You really had to know him to get him to react. However, when a blonde woman, dressed in nothing but casual attire entered the club, his eyes went rather wide. Kyoya fakes a cough before excusing himself from his guest. He quickly maneuvers his way through the tables to get to the female at the door.

  “Welcome to the Hyacinth Host Club. We seek to please and entertain all our guests that come here and pay for a visit. You seem to be a bit lost. How may I assist you today?” he asks, his glasses glaring with the light, portraying that he was slightly perturbed by her presence.

Mio was having a great time literally just standing there and watching the girls in the club having a good time. Sometimes it was just good to sit back and watch other people be happy, it was enough to bring a smile to her face, at least for a moment. Soon enough a man came to approach her, and she hadn’t even done anything yet, guess it was just that kind of place. She had planned to talk to him first...but it seemed she was beaten on the first word, so she allowed him to finish and listened intently. She seemed lost? Well he wasn’t wrong about that, but something in the air felt a bit odd, too bad Mio wasn’t normally good at reading a room.

Anna decided to explore the beaches. It seems like they were nice and relaxing, which could be a nice change from the hectic time of getting adjusted to her life. Plus, maybe she could find some shells to take back to her home and make stuff with. It would help her stay busy, anyway. 

As she got closer to pier, she noticed someone sitting on the edge of the pier. She didn’t want to disturb the other person, so she kept her distance as she picked up some of the shells near the edge of the water. There were many different colors she had come across, but one shell in particular looked slightly different from the others. It seemed bigger too, but more-so in the depth of it. 

As she went to reach down to grab the shell, it began moving. Frightened, she let out a gasp and started running away from it. Not paying attention to where she was running exactly, she ended up on the dock, taking refuge from the suddenly sentient shell. 

She caught her breath, watching as the shell stopped moving around and went back to… doing whatever it is that shells do when they’re alive. She glanced behind her, where the other person was, hoping she didn’t cause too much of an outburst. She laughed softly, only mildly embarrassed. “Sorry.. A shell was.. I was picking up shells and then one started moving.”

Mio had been silently sitting enjoying the view of the sun over the glistening water. Though the silence was soon distraught by a bit of a noise in the distance one that normally people make when they are enjoying the beach. It was probably best not to get involved...but that wasn’t the person Mio was, Mio tilted her body back quickly. Though to get adequate view she was soon laying her back on the dock with the top of her head touching the boards. The sounds of run quickly filling her ears as she spotted the woman running up the docks. Though it seemed she wasn’t hurt, but since it was part of her job, even if she was off duty, Mio needed to check on her. So Mio was going to do just that, slight rustling from Mio head as she took to her feet and started walking to the woman.

The sound of sneakers hitting boards bellow her feet, with this the sound of water that ran on the beach reached her ears. The blonde looked around almost as if she expecting something, yet only found herself for the moment. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she looked over the water, it had been forever since she actually had a moment like this. Loneliness hitting her in strides, she almost wished she could just swim to what fate had in store for her. Fate...a rumor that surrounded these docks, the March Pier, where a young girl had come to profess her love. Mio thought maybe some of that magic would rub off on her, but it seems that would not be the case. For one she had come alone, and two she literally told no one she was out here, to think that fate could deliver something she didn’t work for...

FOR A DRUNK TEXT

Text: You know...

Text: So mamy people get a lot prettier after a drink or fisix.

Text: i mean...They’rrre like cute already but...DAMMMNNN...

Text: Wait...