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- >Be anon
- >5 months ago you ended up in a world of anthros
- >You weren't the only human of course, but you were still a rare sight
- >A restaurant in the city had hired you after a few weeks
- >They really admired your skill
- >And boy could you cook an amazing spaghetti bolognese
- >It didn't hurt that you didn't have fur to get in the food
- >The pay was enough for you to rent a decent apartment not too far from your work
- >And you still had a decent amount of money to do whatever with
- >Today is your first day off in a while and you were going to enjoy it
- >Nothing beats a cold glass of lemonade on a hot summer day
- >Luckily you had a little balcony with a view
- >You were just setting up a chair in the sun when you hear a knock at the door
- >A look through your peephole tells you who it is
- >A tall grizzly bear wearing slim fitting pants and shirt waits patiently on the other side
- >"Oh hey Susan, come on in."
- >She squeezes in, barely shorter than the door frame
- >"Can I get anything for you?" you ask her as you open your fridge
- >"Cream soda if you have it," she rumbles.
- >You chuckle
- >After the time she nearly threw a chair out the window, you make sure to keep some in your fridge
- >You toss her bottle and she pops the top off with a flick of her giant thumb
- >"So what can I do for you"
- >"I was just wondering if I could use your balcony"
- >Is that a blush you see
- >Her fur is brown enough that it's hard to tell
- >"Sure I was just going out myself" you gesture to the chair you were setting up
- >"Thanks Anon"
- >She grabs one of the folding chairs you have by the door on her way out
- >One flick and the chair is up
- >The chair sinks under her considerable weight as she flips out a pair of shades
- >She is almost pure muscle, you wonder how often she works out
- >You take your seat and take a sip of your lemonade
- >Your balcony gives you a view of the edge of the city and beyond
- >The roofs of suburban houses and rolling hills for miles
- >Days like these remind you why you like this place so much
- >Things hadn't always been this good though
- >Memories hit you
- >It was a couple days after you arrived
- >You were basically homeless
- >No money
- >No job
- >And no one wanted to hire a human
- >You were considered a freak, a fur-less disgrace
- >It was raining, you remember
- >With nothing but your jacket to stop the rain you were soaked
- >A pair of dogs walk by and you can hear them laughing at you
- >All you could do was glare at them
- >But that just made them laugh harder
- >Frustrated almost to the point of tears you sit down against the wall of the building
- >You feel a break in the rain and look up
- >There's an umbrella over you
- >and holding it is a bear
- >You sniffle
- >This is the first time someone has been kind to you since
- >well you aren't sure
- >She offers you a paw and you gladly take it
- >"You look cold, let me get you something warm to eat"
- >"What's your name, human?"
- >Her voice is deep, but oddly comforting
- >"A-A-A-Anon" It's hard to speak when you're shivering so much
- >"My name is Susan," she continues "It seems like you could use some help."
- >Making sure the umbrella stays over you, she walks you to her building
- >Stepping inside she shakes herself dry
- >As you walk to the elevator she strikes up a conversation with you
- >"So, how long have you been here?" She asks
- >The elevator doors open
- >"Oh, about 4 or 5 days" you respond as she hits the button for the 11th floor
- >As you take the elevator (this thing was slow) you talk about yourselves
- >Turns out she works as a news anchor for the local network
- >And while you don't have a job here, you used to work at EataBurger™
- >She tells you what it was like growing up in the city and not liking being cooped up
- >Whenever she got the chance, she'd go outside for a walk or play with the neighbor's kids
- >You tell her about your more suburban upbringing
- >Video games and indoor activities were more of your kind of thing
- >Though you remember you joined a LARP group once
- >(You'll never tell anyone you did that. NEVER)
- >You continue to talk until the doors open on her floor
- >She pulls out a key ring and fumbles with the lock for a little bit
- >The door opens with a slight squeak as you enter
- >It's well furnished with everything you'd expect, and then some
- >A leather couch faces a 40 inch tv on a stand
- >What is probably faux wood covers most of the floor
- >The exception is the bedroom which has soft looking carpeting
- >Some posters and paintings hang on the wall
- >She leads you into her sparkling kitchen and turns on her stove
- >Soup is simmering on the burner before you know it
- >"Let me take that for you Anon; You must be cold" She coaxes
- >Swapping your wet jacket for a warm blanket she makes sure you are comfortable
- >She hums a tune you don't know while hanging your jacket in the bathroom
- >The two of you chat a little while longer while the soup cooks
- >As she pours the soup into two bowls you realize what she's done
- >She got you out of the cold
- >Invited you into her house
- >And made food for you
- >A tear rolls down your cheek at that thought
- >"Anon, don't cry please; I hate to see people cry." she protests
- >You can barely choke out a simple "thank you" through the lump in your throat
- >You spend the next couple of days in her guest bedroom at her request
- >A couple days rest and good food brings you back to normal
- >It isn't long before you feel ready to get back into the world
- >Susan surprises you by putting in a good word with a friend who works in a restaurant downtown
- >Before you know it you've got an interview scheduled
- >You put on a smart looking outfit that Susan helped you buy (with the promise that you'll pay her back)
- >The interview goes great and you're hired on the spot
- >You start by washing dishes, but in a few weeks you're a full fledged chef
- >And that means you can afford your own place
- >Looking through the papers you find an ad for an apartment in the building
- >Though there are a lot of places you could go, you know that there's no place you'd rather be
- >Had it not been for Susan's help, you might not have lasted your first week here
- >But now, you're the happiest you've ever been
- >"Hey Anon"
- >Susan's voice brings you back to reality
- >"Did you fall asleep?" she looks a little worried
- >"No, just reliving some memories." you say with a smile
- >"Good ones I hope"
- >"They most certainly are"
- >You raise your glass
- >"To summer"
- >"To summer" she agrees
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