<strong>Name:</strong>Sakurako Miyazaki<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Looking/Please Ask<br/><strong>Looking:</strong>For a job<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Emma Qvigstad<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img.rule34.xxx//images/1427/4c8019af4018ab2d0c56312056605ded3d3db589.jpeg?1504054)</div><br/>Despite the wariness of the woman's character, at least she finally received her name (to which she adorably squeaked out her own in kind). As a result, she was mostly pinning her as kind, but always focused on a single topic. The fact that she mostly had focused on her with a smile so far was proof of that for the most part. Little did the shy wallflower know that the bespectacled beauty was summing up her own personality on her end. The pair were both very solid thinkers in light of the appearances they happened to give off.<br/><br/>Luckily, the arrival of a massive milkshake broke the tension between the two of them. She had expected, something like a medium size at a fast food restaurant, so the sight of a cup meant for a couple (with an extra straw) caught her off guard. Still, Sakurako also noted more weight towards her picture of Emma as she seemed quite calm at the notion of waiting for her drink. She then took several sips of the delicious liquid.<br/><br/>It also seemed that the request for some work here had been taken seriously, as Miss Qvigstad had already snatched control of her application and marked herself down as a reference. Not to mention, she had expected a more professional style of script than the one presented by the white-haired woman. "Thank you, M-Miss Q." The redheaded recluse replied as the slip was handed back to her. She then went on to filling out her form as Emma opened her laptop, thinking she was just continuing some college work or something.<br/><br/>The bashful bookworm's bright blush made a comeback as Emma mentioned "gokkun", her secret yuri doujin collection (and browser history) giving her a nice lexicon on Japanese porn slang. Her thoughts were then doubly confirmed as the acquaintance before her blatantly described it. Not only did it explain why she wanted her latte extra "frothy", but it made her awkwardly wonder if she would be required to do such things when working here. With almost perfect timing, the goopy platter arrived a few seconds later. Still, she didn't display any visible judgement in the woman's choice of beverage. She hated bullies and biased jerks. "I'm m-mostly just moved h-here because m-my town was being ov-overtaken by some v-very violent religious gr-groups...." Sakurako explained. "M-My web design w-work has't been d-doing so well, s-so that's why I n-need a job..." She continued, not mentioning the obvious fact of her bulging appendage contributing to her departure as well.