[This was something organized by Tamaki but by the time Kyouya and Haruhi got there, Tamaki called out with a cold. Well, his caretaker called out for him, he apparently was going to tough it out and come anyway. Idiot.]
[So that left Kyouya with expensive food, a table with a gingham cloth draped over it, and Haruhi. He sighs and pockets his phone.]
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[So that left Kyouya with expensive food, a table with a gingham cloth draped over it, and Haruhi. He sighs and pockets his phone.]
Tamaki's sick. So it's just us.