lσvєstruck mαfíα | detention

[modfia]

Welcome to Detention!

Although it should technically be held in the school auditorium, detention is being held at the gym for reasons unknown. The floors here are smooth and sparkling clean, but they seem as if they will scratch and be dirtied quite easily. There are chairs stacked on one side of the gym, ready to be sat upon by unlucky guests. All the gym equipment is currently locked in the gym supply closet.

A few television monitors sit stacked on top of one another against one of the walls, all of which display scenes and audio from the classroom of love.

There is only one choice available to you here:
► Party

Comments

oops late to the breakfast/christmas party

[coldersister]

[Hiro'omi looks rather cheerful for someone who's dead in detention. It's been a while since he's skipped club activities, so it's nice to go back to routine. Plus, his sister is here (a warm leer is thrown her way), and he doesn't have to worry about trust and votes anymore. There can be no downside to this detention business.

He surveys the place with vague interest before waving hello to everyone else in the gym. Then he goes for something he's had his eye on since the got here: the warm milk.]

[intonation]

Hey.

[ he sits down next to him, a slice of the dubious fruit cake in hand. ]

Talk about bad luck, huh?

[coldersister]

Hi there.

[Are you really going to eat that thing, Aoba... It's probably so bad that it'll send you to detention twice over.]

Actually... it's amazing luck that I was sent here right after my sister. Or should I call it fate?

[And more seriously:] I owe you an apology, I believe.