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"Schooling." Sakura replies simply, "I've always had an interest in other languages, and English was a natural one to pursue... which made my father happy since a North American education is greatly valued in Japan."

"That's the really funny part. The education is easier, the school rules are much much more lenient, yet it's more valued than the more difficult Japanese education."

"No, that's alright. I think I've interrupted your day enough." She stands up, "Enjoy the rest of the cupcakes."

"Well... I don't smoke, and I have some unpacking to do..." She says, pressing her two forefingers together in a nervous gesture. ALthough, terrence doesn't seem pleased with her refusal, so she adds, "You could come up to my room afterwards, if you want. It's the furthest one from the stairs on the second floor."

"I doubt it. My tastes are... a little unusual." She giggles a bit, "You'll get tired of dressing up all the time if you do it for me, since we live in the same house."

"I guess I'll see you in a few minutes then." Sakura replies, waving goodbye and going back up to her room. She's a relatively neat person, so she doesn't try and frantically clean up or anything like that. She's a little worried that her personal tastes... some strange combination of the utterly cute (pink, fluffy, hello kitty like things) and gothy (lace, black, posters featuring blood, red) might not reflect well on her... but it's who she is (and would be impossible to hide without a lot more effort than she had time for).

Sakura cleans up the things she used to bake the cupcakes, then tries to think of something to do until Terrence comes to visit. She feels strangely nervous and anxious, and winds up reading manga on her futon (which is currently in 'couch' form, as it usual is during the day).