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<blockquote data-quote="Shalimar" data-source="post: 1489991" data-attributes="member: 9600">Rachel almost whimpers at the scent of the over-cooked bacon, to her heigtened sense of smell it was overwhelming, stinging her nose with its acridness, she didn't even want to think of the stench of the diner to her even more sensitive wolf nose. Even the scent of the diner that clung to her when she went home and shifted, curling in her bed was enough to ruin her appetite, well mostly, nothing cold entirely stop her love of food, but it was close.&nbsp;Sighing, Rachel delivers the food to the customer, refilling the man's coffee as well, and hoping for a good tip, today had been an ok day, so far at least, and if it kept up she was thinking about splurging on a steak. The pink pint-stripped uniform didn't really emphasize her figure, in poit of fact, the 18 year old hated it, just as much as she hated her job, just as much as the fact that she couldn't go to college with her friends. She had thought she wanted to go to college, get a degree in environmentalism and then use it to get in as a park ranger, but being an orphan, all she got from the state was $250 and a place to stay until she graduated high school, after that she was on her own.&nbsp;She makes her way through the dinner, asking all her customer's if there is anything that she could get them or if they wanted a refill on their coffee. After she had seen to everyone, she stopped behind the counter and glanced backwards over her shoulder, still slightly self-conscious about the boney ass comment. My Butt is not bony, she thought to herself frowning at the cook.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Shalimar, post: 1489991, member: 9600"] Rachel almost whimpers at the scent of the over-cooked bacon, to her heigtened sense of smell it was overwhelming, stinging her nose with its acridness, she didn't even want to think of the stench of the diner to her even more sensitive wolf nose. Even the scent of the diner that clung to her when she went home and shifted, curling in her bed was enough to ruin her appetite, well mostly, nothing cold entirely stop her love of food, but it was close. Sighing, Rachel delivers the food to the customer, refilling the man's coffee as well, and hoping for a good tip, today had been an ok day, so far at least, and if it kept up she was thinking about splurging on a steak. The pink pint-stripped uniform didn't really emphasize her figure, in poit of fact, the 18 year old hated it, just as much as she hated her job, just as much as the fact that she couldn't go to college with her friends. She had thought she wanted to go to college, get a degree in environmentalism and then use it to get in as a park ranger, but being an orphan, all she got from the state was $250 and a place to stay until she graduated high school, after that she was on her own. She makes her way through the dinner, asking all her customer's if there is anything that she could get them or if they wanted a refill on their coffee. After she had seen to everyone, she stopped behind the counter and glanced backwards over her shoulder, still slightly self-conscious about the boney ass comment. [i]My Butt is not bony, [/i]she thought to herself frowning at the cook. [/QUOTE]

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