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In the warmth of spring, I sit in my den, prepping my fur for another night of searching for a way to my mate. My wife to be is separated from me by a corrupt system. I have to make it this time.
As I get done brushing out my tail, I look at my clock. Almost time. This one better be the one. I grow weary of searching endlessly. If I hadn't screwed up those years ago, this would be easier. But I did. If I could do what I am good at, I wouldn't have these issues. But that is against the rules.
I leave my place and I walk down the infamous sixth street, passing working girls occasionally. This has got to be a hard life for them. I turn up the intersection and walk on, dodging idiot drivers, walking proud and tall. The people stare; I guess they see me as arrogant.
I get to my destination, and i go inside. There are others here as well. I sit and wait my turn; mentally doing the exercises I was taught. I realize that I must stand out to get this. Luckily, I’m good at being calm. The others are nervous, they are afraid. I can smell it on them. I do not blame them. If it wasn't for my studies, I would be nervous as well. Thankfully, that was one of the first lessons I learned.
I relax as i wait; staring at my tail, when the one I came to see beckons me in. I follow; tail tucked safely behind me so as not to knock anything over.
As we shake hands, I say clearly, “hello, I’m sparky havoc. I heard you needed my services." And we begin the interview