<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<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WuIH8hz.jpg)</div><br/>"It's Sumara," the dark elf girl told Sanosuke as she took a bite of her muffin.  It was actually quite good, freshly baked and all that.  She recalled her time in the United States and how their muffins were very bland or WAY too sugary.  This one had just the right amount of each ingredient, and the cinnamon really stuck out.  Sumara took a quick look at her really old watch, noticing the time really passing along, though she really didn't want to hurry and leave the animal-like boy behind all alone in this crazy place.<br/><br/>"So Sanosuke.  That's an interesting name.  Sounds a bit Japanese to me," she said before taking a sip of her tea.  She sat with her legs crossed, her short skirt otherwise giving away what she wore between them, her thigh high stockings rubbing against the comfy fabric of the seat.  Studying him for a few moments longer and seeing he didn't look overly offput by the sexual activities around them, she figured he was probably here for that or something.  Though she was curious about something else.  "By the way, what is that people carry around with them?  It looks like a phone but... it's just a flat piece of plastic or metal or something."  Though she had her own phone, it was a very outdated, larger and boxy flip phone whose only function was calling.