[h3][b]Sato Hashimoto[/b]
// [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPxv04E1LmM]Cosplay Café[/url][/h3]
Sato found himself leaning against the wall again (a thing that became subconscious) after the manager had left to go fetch his mentor for the day. For being as elusive as it was, the staff room was pretty bland. Or perhaps, Sato considered, he had just went a little crazy with his imagination when it came to the mysterious staff-only section of stores and restaurants. It was almost crushing, really. And as Sato considered this disappointment, a chirping sound came from his pocket and he fished out his phone almost instantly. Three texts from Mika.

[color=palegreen][i]satoooo u heard about the big sales?? HALF OFF[/i]
[i]half off sato[/i]
[i]come with me sato nobody else will[/i][/color]

The boy clicked his tongue as his fingers flew about the touchscreen keyboard.

[color=skyblue][i]Can’t[/i] （ﾉ´д｀）[i] I’m busy today. tommorow?[/i][/color]

Just as the text finished sending, Sato heard someone entering the room and immediately thrust his phone back into his pocket. A blonde girl wearing the same kind of get-up as all the other waitresses entered the room and gave a bow. Sato returned it before she walked over to a rack of costumes and clothes on the other side of the room. The girl skimmed through the various frilly skirts before uttering the first word. [color=skyblue]”Nice to meet you. I’m Sato Hashimoto, and I suppose we’ll be working together today.”[/color] And it was after he introduced himself did Shizu-chan bring up the issue that there was no butler costumes left due to the overabundance of male waiters working. [color=skyblue]”What’re we going to do then?”[/color] Sato wrapped his arms around his chest. Even though he hoped otherwise, the slender male knew what they were going to do. 
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[color=violet]”May I present to you… our newest maid!”[/color]

Sato did a tiny twirl in his long black dress. The newly christened maid stumbled awkwardly to one side after having done so, and he quickly repositioned himself and quietly folded his hands at his waist. [color=skyblue]”Welcome home, master!”[/color] Sato practiced, using the most realistic feminine voice the boy could muster. At least with the wig and the amount of make-up applied, the chances of being recognized by anyone were slim to none. An alien feeling of bashfulness ran through him when the manager gave a whistle, and he shook his head a bit to get rid of it. This was just like… like playing a character. Acting. This whole thing was just some practice for drama! Yeah, that was it!

The now pink-haired Sato took the cup of coffee and followed Shizu-chan over to their customer— master? —and as soon as he saw his face, the boy wanted to scream. Mako, that one guy from drama, was at the maid café. And they were serving him. Nervously, Sato placed the elegant cup of coffee before Mako as fluidly as he could. [color=skyblue]”H-hello, master! I’m Saki, and I’ll be serving you today!”[/color] The words came out too fast and too loud, and Sato at least knew he would appeal to the guys that were into the whole shy girl thing. That was something. [color=skyblue]”A-ahh, your order. Would you like anything, Mak— master?”[/color]