I'm drawn to the refugee, an alien drifter from a system far away. He's thick with muscles, handsome for an alien, and for whatever reason, I'm drawn to him. He's not the type Mother would approve of. But somehow, I don't care. While I do my job on the space station, I seek time with him, hoping to figure out this magnetic draw we have. There's always a hitch and this one is a doozy. Am I able to cut through the bureaucracy and discover the truth behind this drifter's past? Will he be my one despite it all?