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Great. Like it hadn't already taken enough time to find the place. She highly suspected that she had been given a few alternate instructions to the place on purpose. Haruhi sighed. "Oh well. Better get the festivities over with. I just hope they didn't invite THAT person." And by that person, she meant her father of course. "Hahhhh." A sigh.
She wouldn't have admitted to anyone how confused she was over the motives and she KNEW it wouldn't be simple. Haruhi found it...slightly pleasing in a way though and by that emotion, she completely surprised herself. If anyone knew how to throw an elaborate party that COULD make a person feel special, it was these rich...punks.
Dressed informally, she entered the scene. She wore dark jeans, a reddish brown hoody with gold print, and she had both hands shoved into the hoody's pocket. She didn't have anything near as nice as most of the club's party's demanded anyway. Ah, whatever.
She realized she was a little nervous as to what was going to happen at this get-together. She had witnessed other things before, other strange things. Things she would consider HORRIBLE...if done at her party...but she didn't think it was a force worth expending the energy against to prevent. Each of those boys with their influence and their pure intent...sometimes not so pure, but whatever...it was like standing against a waterfall. Each of them an unstoppable force, especially Kyoya. Ha. ...she was wasting time. She strode into the little acre park and witnessed...the bedecked site. It...actually looked good. Though...quite unnatural. Ahhh.
She cleared her throat after a moment. Here we go, she thought. She prevented a smile to form around her lips. This was going to be fun.
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