The Marina Academy found itself abuzz and a-giggle over the latest host-club activity. Apparently, the client was so glad that word about the club spread like wildfire around the prison and may have just given birth to a little group of loyal fans.
The buzz and giggles also had good reason. Something that resembled a pamphlet was distributed and circulated, featuring two prominent members of the Marina Host Club, hair adorned in flora, clad in flimsy togas, exposing their smooth skin, and sharing a not so chaste kiss by a shallow pool...
... and perhaps more if Ribbons bothered to flip further through the pages. He buried his face in his hands, and hoped that Tamaki was taking this better than he was.