And we Return with a Smile to Grace your Lips
How could it be possible that a person of my stature didn’t receive a child? There must be a mistake- my glorious features are those befitting of a father, and would certainly be marveled at by others. And the child, to be so lucky as to receive my genetics… why, even if the mother seemed a tad homely, her DNA would most certainly be outweighed by mine.
Maybe… maybe there’s something wrong with me. Something I wasn’t aware of! Oh my, perhaps I’ve fallen ill and am unable to produce. Perhaps I played too hard with Antoinette at some point.
Oh! And the Host Club meeting will resume, as usual, next Friday, with the theme: historic art.
Maybe… maybe there’s something wrong with me. Something I wasn’t aware of! Oh my, perhaps I’ve fallen ill and am unable to produce. Perhaps I played too hard with Antoinette at some point.
Oh! And the Host Club meeting will resume, as usual, next Friday, with the theme: historic art.