Finally, I'm home..
Katsuna kicked off her shoes, too exhausted to sum up the energy to place them in the corner neatly like she would usually do. However, recently she hadn't bothered.
"Shit," she mumbled as her foot crunched on the envelopes scattered amongst the floor.
Katsuna didn't even need to look to know what they were about.
Her tiny apartment, consisting of a bedroom, kitchen and bathroom, was more of less bare.
A cheap futon was laid out on her bedroom floor, surrounded by textbooks, paper and pens.
The kitchen was narrow, managing only to fit a basic oven, fridge and sink. An ironing board was stored in the corner, though Katsuna would usually have to use the public washing machines located in the basement of the flat building.
Last but not least, the bathroom consisted of only a toilet, a sink and a low-priced shower.
It wasn't always like this however. When Katsuna had first moved in with the help of her grandparents, they had given her plenty of utensils and house items to spice up her living quarters. As time passed on and the bills had grew, Katsuna had to resort to selling these items, only keep the bare necessities.
Although, it wasn't enough to keep selling items and as her debt built up, Katsuna was now coming up to face eviction if she didn't come up with anything else soon.
"Maybe they've gotten back to me," she muttered, sitting by the plug socket where her laptop was charging.
It was so old that it needed a consistent charger plugged in, otherwise it would run out of battery the second she tried to turn it on. The funds just hadn't been there so she could buy a new one, plus there were more pressing things to pay for than a crappy laptop.
Katsuna searched up the job finding website she'd been applying in hopes that a job would take an interest. Her impatient eyes scanned the screen, the page loading so slow that it felt an entire year that passed by.
"Holy crap!"
Sure enough, after weeks of trying, she'd gotten a reply.
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"Hello Sakame Katsuna,
I am Mr Mori, manager of your local Choo Choo Pizza. I'm delighted you have taken an interest in us and would like to offer an interview with you as soon as you are available.
Please call me on this phone number once you get this email.
+012x-xx6-78xx
I'm looking forward to meeting you.
Kind regards,
Mr Mori"
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Katsuna scrambled to her feet, scampering over to her coat pocket to retrieve her phone to dial the number.
"Hello, this is Choo Choo Pizza, what can I do for you?"
"Hello, this is Sakame Katsuna, I just received an email from Mr Mori about a possible job interview. He told me to call this number."
"Ahh yes, hold on one-minute Miss,"
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"Hello again, yes, Sakame Katsuna was it? Mr Mori is currently out now but we can schedule a meeting for the both of you tomorrow at 2pm, does that work for you?"
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