The holiday season was a busy time for the Sugarpop café. Families with kids free from their classes and even adults in the mood for a snack always found their way into the building throughout the day. The kitchen staff were constantly at work, the scent of baked confectionaries could even be smelt from outside the colourful cake-shaped building.
Within the café itself, surrounded by the pink, frilly decorations, among all the workers and customers enjoying their sweets, was a very out of place young girl behind the cash register.
Euphemia didn’t really need a part-time job. Her living expenses were covered by the school, she didn’t need to eat in order to function, and there were rarely material goods she felt the need to purchase. So, the money wasn’t necessary. However, she was well aware of her own deficiencies when it came to her interpersonal skills, her difficulties with interacting with others, and how she occasionally came off as creepy. One of her teachers had suggested she look for a part-time job to help her learn how to improve her people skills, and the café happened to be looking for employees at the time.
The fact that such an emotionless, gloomy, dour girl was wearing such a bright uniform and working in such a cutesy café created a contrast that was almost comical to look at.
For now, it was later in the afternoon, most of the more eager customers had already left, leaving a scarce few still inside, enjoying their treats. Euphemia stood impassively behind the counter as normal, there was another half hour until her shift was over. She expected to have to do little in the meantime, her mind was already wondering to what she was going to be doing for the rest of the afternoon.
@Su.
Within the café itself, surrounded by the pink, frilly decorations, among all the workers and customers enjoying their sweets, was a very out of place young girl behind the cash register.
Euphemia didn’t really need a part-time job. Her living expenses were covered by the school, she didn’t need to eat in order to function, and there were rarely material goods she felt the need to purchase. So, the money wasn’t necessary. However, she was well aware of her own deficiencies when it came to her interpersonal skills, her difficulties with interacting with others, and how she occasionally came off as creepy. One of her teachers had suggested she look for a part-time job to help her learn how to improve her people skills, and the café happened to be looking for employees at the time.
The fact that such an emotionless, gloomy, dour girl was wearing such a bright uniform and working in such a cutesy café created a contrast that was almost comical to look at.
For now, it was later in the afternoon, most of the more eager customers had already left, leaving a scarce few still inside, enjoying their treats. Euphemia stood impassively behind the counter as normal, there was another half hour until her shift was over. She expected to have to do little in the meantime, her mind was already wondering to what she was going to be doing for the rest of the afternoon.
@Su.
