CAMILA REYES
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dialogue: #fdb9b8
thought: #fbdb0c
Camila flinched a little when she heard her name being mispronounced. It's not his fault, she told herself, It's a Spanish name, They're not used to them. At least it appeared that he was trying to be nice as well.
Satoru's explanation of the club was still a bit confusing for someone who would've never guessed a club like this existed, but Iro's extension helped Camila understand the club a little more. It sure did seem like a nice way to socialize, but Camila couldn't help but find it odd. She wasn't used to sharing boys, really. She always required that the boy invested his full attention on her and she would do the same. It had been like that with the guys from the all-boys school and obviously with Santiage, who was the only boy Camila had ever considered to be a boyfriend since the boys from the other school would only be allowed to see her once a week at most for a few, heavily supervised hours.
But Camila didn't say anything. It wasn't her place and anyways, she should give the club a sincere try; she could meet great people here and, in her state, she needed to make friends and find her clique.
At least Iro and Sakuto seemed friendly for the moment. Not knowing of the pranks the boys did, however, Camila couldn't help but think that they were rather tame for the social group she was used to having outside of school back in Spain. At the mention of other boys in the Host Club, Camila looked around for a moment and held back a giggle. Yes, there were definitely some flamboyant boys around.
"No I don't think I should play right now, maybe toward the end if you all stay that long."
At the mention of Iro playing an instrument himself, Camila smiled softly at him. "Perhaps I can join you?" she suggested, "I'm no Chopin, but I would love to try out a piece with you."
Camila glanced over to where Satoru had disappeared, "And tea does sound nice. Do you guys have fruit iced tea here in Japan, by any chance?"
Satoru's explanation of the club was still a bit confusing for someone who would've never guessed a club like this existed, but Iro's extension helped Camila understand the club a little more. It sure did seem like a nice way to socialize, but Camila couldn't help but find it odd. She wasn't used to sharing boys, really. She always required that the boy invested his full attention on her and she would do the same. It had been like that with the guys from the all-boys school and obviously with Santiage, who was the only boy Camila had ever considered to be a boyfriend since the boys from the other school would only be allowed to see her once a week at most for a few, heavily supervised hours.
But Camila didn't say anything. It wasn't her place and anyways, she should give the club a sincere try; she could meet great people here and, in her state, she needed to make friends and find her clique.
At least Iro and Sakuto seemed friendly for the moment. Not knowing of the pranks the boys did, however, Camila couldn't help but think that they were rather tame for the social group she was used to having outside of school back in Spain. At the mention of other boys in the Host Club, Camila looked around for a moment and held back a giggle. Yes, there were definitely some flamboyant boys around.
"No I don't think I should play right now, maybe toward the end if you all stay that long."
At the mention of Iro playing an instrument himself, Camila smiled softly at him. "Perhaps I can join you?" she suggested, "I'm no Chopin, but I would love to try out a piece with you."
Camila glanced over to where Satoru had disappeared, "And tea does sound nice. Do you guys have fruit iced tea here in Japan, by any chance?"