<strong>Name:</strong>Sumara Urien<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Offline (lacking a phone)<br/><strong>Looking for:</strong>n/a<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sanosuke, Emma<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WuIH8hz.jpg)</div><br/><em>No actually, I don't...</em>Sumara thought to herself as he seemed to think she was at home here when she very much wasn't.  For now, she was able to distract herself from all the odd goings around her for though her own race had a heightened sense of sexuality, this was beyond what her people thought of as normal.  Besides, all this normal fucking around just seemed a bit boring to her.  Anyone who knew anything about her kind knew of the value of at least basic bondage and the artful ways it was employed in their eastern society, and all these sloppy methods were just irritating to her.<br/><br/>Despite this, she didn't really want to sit alone and have some random person invade her booth, and considering he was new too, maybe it was best for them to stick together for the moment at least.  Yet as she went to catch up to him, she passed one of the guys working there very obviously jacking off to some rather characterized woman's breakfast.<em>Oh my gods, can't she see what that guy is doing?</em>She wondered if she should point it out, but it was too late as the thick jizz slathered over the once perfectly good waffle.  It actually made her eek a bit and hold her muffin to her chest dearly, in case this was like a surprise attack thing or something.<br/><br/>Sumara quickly sped off, hoping what she could only picture as a serial breakfast jizzer hadn't noticed her virgin muffin, and she nearly bumped into Sano.  "Uh... you don't mind if I sit with you do you?" she asked hurriedly, making sure to peek over her shoulder in case she was followed.  Wait, were those more guys going over?  What was going on?  No no, it wasn't for her, let that woman be the target so that Sumara could eat her muffin in peace.