A hero takes your hand

[keystaff]

WHO: Sakura Kinomoto, OPEN
WHERE: The Confectionary Bakery, Mall, Library
WHEN: 20th September
WHAT: Sakura out at work or out and about shopping or working on homework at the library.
WARNINGS: None off of the top of my head.



Confectionary:

[Sakura looks up when the door opens, her hair shifting a little with the movement of her head as she smiles and welcomes the new arrival. She's at least sort of used to the uniform by now, and dressing up in general thanks to her best friend taking sewing classes and wanting a model of sorts to make sure her outfits fit and looks alright when worn. She stands at the counter, which is luckily low enough for her not to have trouble with, smiling with a wave before gesturing to the displays of cupcakes.]

Hello! Which flavor would you like today?

[Or, perhaps, if she sees the customer here often enough, she'll ask if they want their usual order. If she has noticed they seem to have a particular favourite.]

Mall:

At least I'm ready school wise. So there's just the groceries to get for tonight and anything for tomorrow. But I guess while I'm here I should look for a new jacket.....

[It's quiet. More some habit of talking to herself to not forget her errands or such. But that doesn't mean others might not overhear her while she is there to primarily figure some groceries, but also perhaps a couple of other things too. Sakura can be found around the aisles of the supermarket or perhaps in the clothing stores, eyeing a new top or coat or skirt, perhaps.]

Library:

[Sakura usually figures it easier to study if she stays at the library and isn't distracted by the cleaning or cooking until she's actually done her homework, if she comes by after school once she finishes classes. She might be sitting down with her textbooks and laptop trying to get through some of said homework this afternoon. She might be chewing at her pen or pencil, or perhaps someone notices her frowning and pouting at her notes or textbook as she tries to figure something out. She might just be distracted still wondering what her recent memory means. The contract.....that...er, talking stuffed toy? How can she be expected to keep up with school with weird things like that? If more of this might happen? She puts her head down at her arms, groaning into the fabric of the sleeves of her shirt.

Or maybe she is instead found a little after, having finished and then taken to wandering the shelves of books for something non school related to read in the evenings.]

Comments

[keystaff]

The berry chocolate one is good, if you want something sweet. Or the strawberry shortcake one. I mean. All of them are pretty good, it just depends on what you're after, really.

[Even their plainer flavors were pretty good. Though there really are a lot of choices to choose from, it's easy and understandable some people might ask for her recommendations on it all.]

[sunnymerc]

[ She thinks for a moment, staring at the two that were suggested. Finally, she shrugs. ]

Okay, you've convinced me. I'm no match for your sales expertise. I'll take both of them.

[keystaff]

I'm not really sure if I'd say I have expertise with this but. Um, thank you. Both?

[She reaches for a container, since more than one cupcake is requested, figuring that would be easier in carrying the sweet treats, as she reaches with the tongs for the flavors she had suggested. She brings the container up to the counter and uses the register to ring the cupcakes up, giving the price.]

[sunnymerc]

[ Soleil watches intently. This girl is so young. So tiny. She can't handle it. ]

Working here must be nice. You get to eat lots of sweets, right?

[ She hands over a twenty. ]

[keystaff]

Probably more than I would otherwise, I suppose.

[Given she spends most of her allowance on saving for things like birthday or Christmas presents, generally. It helps if she can treat herself a little cheaper or even for free on occasion if she feels like it, at least. She does still have a sweet tooth, though probably not surprising given her younger age and all.]

[sunnymerc]

[ Soleil looks around for any other employees, as though she is planning something devious, then leans in. ]

You can keep the change and get yourself something nice as a reward for being a good girl. A tip for a good job.

[keystaff]

Eh? Oh. Um, thank you!

[This happens often enough to not entirely be a surprise, but Sakura herself still almost feels bad about it somehow. Questioning if she deserves it. Even if she can't really afford to turn this extra help down. So she gives a smile, putting the money in the register for the cupcakes.]

[sunnymerc]

[ Soleil cannot take it. This child is precious. A perfect adorable little angel. Giving a few dollars is the least she can do. ]

You must be pretty mature if you've got a job at your age, huh? At your age I was running around getting into trouble and pulling pigtails.

[keystaff]

Pulling pigtails? Didn't that hurt though? Um, I mean...I guess. I just do whatever I can to help out. Chores, cooking, this way I can help put some money towards the groceries or bills.

[She just does whatever is needed. Not really thinking much if anything of it. Even if maybe once she stops to think on it, her friends might not be quite so active in helping out around the house or in working like she was. Not yet anyway.]

[sunnymerc]

O-Oh, jeez. Forget being more mature than me at your age. I'm pretty sure you're more mature than I am right now.

[ She spends most of her time just...having fun. ]

[keystaff]

H-hoeee.....? I am?

[Sakura's not sure what to make of this. On the one hand perhaps this isn't so surprising as it might seem to be. And yet. Perhaps it isn't really surprising? Here, the culture is different to her Japan. Let alone her particular situation with her family.]