Life Choice

She had no idea where she had heard the phrase, in English, it sounded so odd to her, but after the translation, she found that she had adopted the phrase “good life choice” into her vocabulary.

And the heavens knew that the Host Club gave her plenty of time to use it as well.

Honey eating chocolate mousse, courtesy of her watchful hands ( that renigged on the sugar by half). That was a good life choice, as long as he saved some for her, because chocolate was great in any form.

Mori watching Honey eat said dessert, only to look at Haruhi with those eyes that made most girls fly into fangirl fits and cock his head much like a dog. Maybe not quite a good life choice, because even though she had no feelings for him sexually, the move still made her breath stop in her throat and cause her to choke.

Tamaki realizing that she was around and enveloping her into a staged dramatic hug that ended up with her literally choking was a poor life choice.

Kyouya not saving her to write on his bloody clipboard, even though his look promised evil things (in the bedroom) once he did have her alone.

…Poor life choice. No alone time for him.

The twins acting in tandem to rescue her from Tamaki, but groping her rather publicly in the meantime, now that was a toss up.

Twins and her alone, good life choice.

Heat flooded her face as her body shivered in delight.

Very good life choice.

Excellent life choice.