"Oh, my! I’d love to talk to the lovely people following me, but—wait, FOUR?!" Renge stares in outrage at the number. "There’s only four people following me?! What is this BS?!" She grumbles, then huffs, folding her arms and turning away. "Fine! If that’s the way it’s going to be, I’m not going to talk until… until I have at least 10!"
((Renge, you can’t do that, you’ve gotta work with what you got.))
"FINE! Then… ugh, I’ll work with ’what I got’ for a little while after the mun gets off school this afternoon. Mostly because then she’ll actually have her icons to use to make a starter with. IS THAT ENOUGH?!"
((*sigh* Yes, that’s fine, I can deal with that. Sorry, guys, I’ll wrangle her into working out a starter with me when I get home, in about 3 1/2 hours, okay? :D))
"Honestly, you’d think the lovely Host Club Manager would get more attention than this! Hmph!"
((Sorry about her, guys ^^;))