Tamaki was back with the HostClub for good; he wasn’t going to France with Eclair, and he wasn’t seeing his mother. He might never see her again. Eclair brought her imagine to the forefront of his mind. He can’t stop thinking about her. He was with a client the other day with blonde hair, pretty eyes, and he almost started crying cause she resembled his mother. He’s is in the music rooms corner, looking out the window, pouting like usual but it’s for a good reason this time. He misses his mommy.