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>Finally managed to pry yourself out of that cashier work at McDonalds.
>Every other person's aura was dripping with horny and it was starting to get to you.
>You managed to find the perfect job: fire lookout.
>Get to fuck off to the middle of the woods for a few months And get paid for it.
>Seems like a lot of people have the gift by now, maybe some twenty percent of the population.
>Good thing you'll be seeing zero percent at your new job you hope.
>Get to your watch tower.
>Single room with windows all around, the bare basics to live by.
>Right next to your bed is your radio to the local forestry department.
>After you get situated, you beep in and talk to the coworker you'd be working with.
>Just after hanging up with them to be left to your solitude, you hear a tap on the window behind you.
>There's a fucking hoopa floating there smiling, some fruit in one hand while casually spinning a ring around a finger on their other hand.
>"Hey...ever seen that Dagasi comic?"
>In a moment of terror, you remember crossing paths with a galarian ponyta on the way to the tower.
>yfw
