Catering to the Alien

<p class=ql-align-center><strong> It's the cooking contest of a lifetime. </strong></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong>I just need to avoid falling for a hot alien chef.</strong></p><p> </p><p>To raise credits for the local creature shelter I enter Interstellar Chef. If I win? I'm awarded the catering job of a lifetime and prize money I can donate to the shelter. It won't be easy-contestants must prepare exquisite meals in dangerous alien locations and fellow chefs have been known to attack the others. Some competitors don't make it home alive.</p><p> </p><p>All I have to do is avoid my stiffest competition Thrombuka Nargoth the brutishly handsome golden-skinned alien who once left me stranded without my undies in a secluded hallway of a dive bar on Quazar 3. </p><p> </p><p>Fraternization among the competitors is strictly forbidden but the more I try to avoid Throm the more I can't resist him. Soon we're stealing kisses away from the prying eyes of the camera bots. If we're caught we'll get thrown off the show. </p><p> </p><p>Fate has other plans however and soon I don't know what I'm fighting for most-the prize money for the shelter or a future with Throm.</p>