"You have stopped reading action mangas in favour of…" Nazar's cheek twitch twitched stiffly as he forced a smile on his face. "I want to kill you so badl-l-l- W-w-wa-wait! "When the fuck did you become such a normie?!?! You used to be better than this. The blood in her body started to boil while Nazar tried to hold back his laughter. “Hey, but isn’t it because we barely know anything about the side characters, so when they do something cool once in a while, people find them more interesting.” “You know what they say, side characters are more interesting than the main characters.” “Shut it, side character,” he pulled out a chair opposite Emily and sat on it.Įmily placed her elbow on the table, with her chin in her hand, she smiled a thin smile. “Did you come here with a marriage proposal?” His serious expression was immediately replaced by an annoyed one. Once Mikasa left, Nazar looked at Emily with a serious look on his face. Mikasa stood up, “I will leave you guys to talk. “But you do have to keep in touch with others.” “Don’t worry about it, I am just teasing you.” “Sorry about that,” he said as he sat down near them. I should go and meet here after I am done here.) (Ah, speaking of… I need to check up on Aria too. (Well, I am kind of out of touch everyone.) He thought to himself. You are so out of touch with the rest of us.” “You know, you should come around more often. Emily thought as she breathed out in a relieved manner. “Can we talk, Emily?” he sounded frantic. Suddenly, Nazar appeared out of thin air. “Don’t “ehehe” me, Em, I am serious here.” “Ehehe,” she smiled awkwardly as she scratched the back of her head. But now she doesn’t want to work in that field anymore. “Why are you not finding a job in your own field?” Mikasa sounded a little annoyed.Ī few years back when Emily wanted to go to university, she chose marketing but it seems she lost interest very quickly but she forced herself to finish it. “But since I don’t have a lot of experience, I don’t know what will happen.” “I think the interview went well,” Emily looked down at her formal wear which consisted of black trousers, white shirt and a black blazer. “So, what happened?” Mikasa asked as she leaned back in her chair. In the evening, Emily was sitting opposite her mother - Mikasa Jones - around a round table in her cafe and talking.
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