[you had just stepped off of the train, with your bags in hand as the autumn breeze rolled over your body. You had recently decided to move to Possum Springs, a wonderful little mountain town that was especially beautiful in the fall.]

[as you walked from the station and onto the sidewalk, you realized a few things. 1: your cell reception sucks, apparently, so your phone’s map app isn’t gonna help you find your new place. 2: you were NOT about to sleep out on the street tonight if you couldn’t find your way home. 3: if you were gonna survive out here, you were gonna need a good job to keep yourself afloat…{

[suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by the screeching of the brakes from a garbage truck that just decided to stop right next to you. As you looked up in confusion, the driver poked her head out and looked down at you, surprise etching her face.]

“Woah! New person! Nice to meet you, I’m Mae—Mae Borowski. So like, are you new to Possum Springs? Cause you look lost as hell, dude.”

[the woman in question looked to be a short, navy-furred cat woman with big red eyes and dyed-red hair. She was notably chunky, especially with how her coveralls outlined her pudge. Notably, she was also wearing gloves, boots, a bedazzled safety vest, and goggles—truly, the visual marks of a garbagewoman, you supposed.]

“… so, need a riiiiiiiide? I got a sick-as-bell garbage truck here with an empty seat if you wanna hop in—plus, free food!”