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It's not like she doesn't have a menagerie waiting for her at home, but some habits just never die. Growing up in Darrow has prepared Aggie for a life of inconsistency that makes her cling all the more fiercely to what has managed to stay–to who has managed to stay. So she ends up at Un Chat Gris more afternoons than not, paying the entry fee to sip a coffee and do homework around other cats.

There have been a succession of friends who worked here, all the way back to Urahara and Rukia and now with Blue. Though none of its previous employees have left ghosts, per se, Aggie likes to imagine that she can feel them a little more closely through the veil or across dimensions or whatever it is that separates them.

And there are still friends here, which means a lot too. Every so often, she can't help but raise her head and just be glad for people like Blue.

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"That tracks," she agrees. "I always mean to get into games now that I have my own money," Blue thinks out loud. She never had a console at home -- too expensive, and she can't imagine trying to argue for the TV for that long, anyway, or even really enjoying sitting still and not running around outside -- and now that she can imagine it, she has no idea what to do with one.

"You could go into teaching history and then you could tell people all day that they're wrong," Blue points out. "I mean, I don't know if you really want to spend the rest of your life in a school, but."

She nods. "I get it. I mean, I'm taking sociology and ecology, and I really enjoy some of my classes, but I also sometimes feel like I'm prepping to change the world and I'm going to get out of school and have even more insight into how things suck and no real ...in. Except pointing at my degree, like, hey, I have a bachelors so pay attention when I say this society sucks."