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Adrik narrowed his eyes at the twins, allowing his tongue to play with the four silver rings through his lips.
"Sure." He said, shrugging his shoulders, and wrapping his arm around Alex.
Adrik narrowed his eyes at the twins, allowing his tongue to play with the four silver rings through his lips.
"Sure." He said, shrugging his shoulders, and wrapping his arm around Alex.
Alex's face was burning. Why was his face burning?
(Bump.)
He lead Alex to a chair, standing so he was in front of him, his arms behind his back.
"W-What are you doing?" Alex asked curiously.
"Okay! If you are to become a host, you must treat all of our lovely guests with respect." he started, a very serious look on his face.
"Each and everyone of them are precious princes, princesses, and non-binary royalty, so, they must be treated as such." He said, a smile on his face.
"But, most importantly, do whatever feels right to you to make them happy."
Alex nodded, "Okay. But, uh, what if I mess up?"
"You won't! How hard is it to be yourself?" He asked, a reassuring smile spread across his face. Although he paused to think for a second.
"I mean, if you really need help, I'll be watching, and if needed I will step in." Adrik leaned down, and ruffled Alex's hair.
"You'll be fine."
Alex looked gratefully at Adrik. Yeah he was being pushed off the deep end, but at least their was someone ready to save him, "Thanks."
Adrik nodded, booping Alex on the nose and then walking over to Grey.
Alex put his hands on his nose. He was just booped on the nose, by a hot boy. Oh God.
(Actually me)
"So Grey, what kind of host do you think he'll be?" Adrik asked his best friend, leaning on her ever so slightly, his arm wrapped around her shoulder in a friendly manner.
(When you wonder where everyone else is.)
( Also, NOBODY HAS EVER CALLED ME MARKIMOO I FEEL HONORED TO BE COMPARED TO ONE OF MY HERO'S and yes, please do, he IS a dick and this isn't the first time he's done it…he says his parent's used to do it or whatever)
(Whatt? If I knew you irl that would've been the first thing I would say in response to your name xD you most certainly deserve the honor. If I wasn't sick for three days, I would've beaten his ass by now. i'll drag the other rolegays who live near me too, cuz they actually know how to fight, I just analyze behavior like a sidekick xp)
"Hmm…" Grey thought carefully as she leaned against Adrik in response. "Perhaps the Clumsy Nerdy or Geek type? Softer Cinnamon Roll? Or perhaps even the Natural type…? Those are all I can think Alex might be–for now at least."
Alex just looked at Grey, "I have no clue what those mean."
( Also, NOBODY HAS EVER CALLED ME MARKIMOO I FEEL HONORED TO BE COMPARED TO ONE OF MY HERO'S and yes, please do, he IS a dick and this isn't the first time he's done it…he says his parent's used to do it or whatever)
(Whatt? If I knew you irl that would've been the first thing I would say in response to your name xD you most certainly deserve the honor. If I wasn't sick for three days, I would've beaten his ass by now. i'll drag the other rolegays who live near me too, cuz they actually know how to fight, I just analyze behavior like a sidekick xp)
xD sound's good he's sitting in his room right now, just push him in the lake, thanks.
Adrik squealed, a smile on his face.
"Cinnamon roll Alex!" He yelled, liking the sound of it already.
Alex's face turned red, "Can someone tell me what that means?"
"You don't know?" Grey asked, slightly incredulous but let a smile soften her question. "Innocent. Pure. Genuine. Those are the main aspects of a cinnamon roll, among other things like being 'soft', 'cute', 'gentle', and any other secondary traits." Grey explained, glad to have Adrik on board with the idea.
( Also, NOBODY HAS EVER CALLED ME MARKIMOO I FEEL HONORED TO BE COMPARED TO ONE OF MY HERO'S and yes, please do, he IS a dick and this isn't the first time he's done it…he says his parent's used to do it or whatever)
(Whatt? If I knew you irl that would've been the first thing I would say in response to your name xD you most certainly deserve the honor. If I wasn't sick for three days, I would've beaten his ass by now. i'll drag the other rolegays who live near me too, cuz they actually know how to fight, I just analyze behavior like a sidekick xp)
xD sound's good he's sitting in his room right now, just push him in the lake, thanks.
(xD will do. i'm in my 'swimming gear' and everything. where do ya live friend? I can invite you over for tea and mario kart afterwards lol)
Alex nodded, "I, uh, knew that. I was just wondering how that applied to me. I still don't understand the whole 'host types' thing."
"Host-Typing is taking the material and traits one already possesses, and uh… magnifying them to the guests for their entertainment and enjoyment." Grey attempted. "For example, I am the Cool Host Type based off my calm disposition and lack of major expression while still maintaining a certain grace. Adrik here, is the Princely Host Type, for obvious reasons. These Types help guests choose who they'd most rather spend their time with and allow them better insight into a certain Type's behavior." Grey stopped, thinking.
Should I really say it…? Especially in front of Adrik? Probably not. That'll set him off again, and that's the last thing I want to do to him…
Alex tilted his head, "I thought Adrik was the bad boy type? Was that wrong? Or is he giving himself more credit than it's worth."
"Ah. You catch on quickly." Grey cleared her throat lightly. "Adrik reverts to his 'Bad Boy' type whenever he feels, uh… threatened. Specifically, if his dominance as the Club Leader or his dominance over his favorite guests is the things being jeopardized." Grey grew quieter as she spoke until she ended in a whisper before casting a glance at Adrik.
“Oh,” Alex said simply.
Caleb watched Grey grow increasingly uncomfortable.
"Jaxen and I are the twins. We come as a package deal. We work best when we're together."
“Mhm~” Jaxen nodded, putting his head on Caleb’s shoulder.
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