Who: Satoshi, anyone
When/Where: Evening, day 20, Sapphire Lounge
Rating: TBA
Warning: It's a host club, nuff said.
Summary: After taking two days off, Satoshi returns to the club for work, watching and waiting for a client.
Note: Satoshi is known as Satsuki.
Decked out in his tight jeans torn through out, knee high combat boots adorned with chains, Satoshi watched the crowd before him. Fellow hosts and hostesses chatting with their clients, some dancing, some kissing. Satoshi tugged his deep purple button up shirt, opened to show the mid of his chest, and rolled up at either side to show off his tattoo. It was a friday night. Always busy and also came with a lot of drunk customers. Taking a sip of his drink, he scanned the crowd again, smiling and waving at the occasional past customer. Satoshi was a little out of uniform, but his defence was that he worked better like this (and looked a whole lot hotter too). Besides, at least he wore the shirt?