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Panda II — Description
Stress. There was no avoiding the content stress of the day. Angry customers who wanted nothing more than to complain to her about the store, their food, and anything else they could think of on the moment.

Taking a moment Linda slipped into the back room storage room. Focusing on breathing she let out a sigh, her whole body was sore, her back in particular. The day was almost over, and for that she was greatful, the last several customers had all taken to staring at her without any attempt to conceal their interest. And the smell! She had wanted to scream at them to get their hormones under control. Management had warned her against that though. And after the last incident she had been warned about customer service policies.

Growning she rubbed her eyes and instantly retreated it, as her contact lenses scraped the soft gel of her iris.

'Son of a ****!' She pulled her hands back and blinked. She had almost lost a lens and the world was fuzzy again. 'Stupidest super powers ever.' She growled storming away from the mirror.