[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/181110/0d91bd63cff9f76e3cf95bab267d3644.png[/img][/center][hr][right][color=white][b]Southmere EMS Office[/b][/color]
[color=gray]Kitchen[/color][/right][hr][indent][color=FFA6E3][b]"Hot, hot, hot!"[/b][/color]

The pink-haired girl, tray in hand, quickly scrambled towards the nearby counter. In order to attract potential employees, Lillian decided that she was going to entice newcomers with her own homemade cookies, but by the time she retrieved the tray from the oven, they were just a little over done. The edge of each individual cookie had been somewhat crispy, but overall they were still rather edible.

[color=FFA6E3][b]"I hope they won't mind,"[/b][/color] Lillian uttered to herself, laying the oven mitts on the counter as she looked over her final product. She wasn't sure how many people would show up, but Lillian figured that she still had a few minutes to let the cookies cool and arrange them onto a cute, fancy plate. However, whatever Lillian had in mind was quickly interrupted by a sharp whistle outside and someone announcing their presence, their voice echoing inside the rustic building. Glancing towards one of the windows, Lillian was quick to spot a group of individuals that had been playing with her creme-colored pooch—Samson—within the outdoor gardens.

[color=FFA6E3][i]I'm not that great with time, am I?[/i][/color] Lillian thought, offering herself an awkward smile. Trying to keep an entire post office afloat by yourself was tiring work, and sometimes Lillian found herself, either unknowingly or knowingly, running behind on schedule.

Walking towards the front door with her apron still on, Lillian came face-to-face with a short girl with a boyish appearance that had already been making her way indoors.[color=FFA6E3][b]"A-Ah, forgive me,"[/b][/color] Lillian spoke to the girl, [color=FFA6E3][b]"You're not early. I'm still trying to get used to running everything by myse—"[/b][/color] Pausing momentarily, Lillian shook her head. Depending on how the interviews went, Lillian might have some extra help in regards to keeping everything up and running. [color=FFA6E3][b]"No, that would be wrong to say, now wouldn't it? I don't suppose you're here for the job offer, yes?"[/b][/color]

Turning her gaze momentarily from the girl, Lillian called out to Samson, whom had been bothering a burgundy-haired girl that stood off by her own. [color=FFA6E3][b]"Come here, Sammy Boy, you can play with your new friends later. It's time to come back inside."[/b][/color][/indent]