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Keena had been a good girl. She had paid her bills on time (mostly), had done her job without letting her fear of germs overwhelm her (sorta), and mostly, mostly kept her pheromones under control. But she couldn't help it; that great, wide galaxy was a breeding ground for just about anything...

She couldn't quite put a finger on it, but... She loved the smell of the caf shop at late hours. The silence. The beans in their canisters, the crisp smell of cleaners as she scrubbed down surfaces for the hundredth time. Music playing from tinny speakers that, even if for a moment, could...

Of all the times to hit rock bottom, this was the worst. First of all, Mr. Flickers barfed all over her primary uniform; she had to borrow Kaga's shirt and pants, and the Devaronian was easily three sizes bigger than her. Then, she tripped and fell as she was leaving the local shuttle to work...