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>Be Anon
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>As December finally rolls around you find a sight that all students, even high school seniors, long for
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>A solid 2 feet of snow seems to have fallen overnight
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>Enough that even the most foolhardy school districts would be willing to cancel school for
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>You grin, grab your phone, and call your girlfriend, Sunset Shimmer
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>Two rings later you hear Sunset's groggy greeting
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>”Morning Anon, what time is it?”
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>You can't help but smile
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“7 am, but it's fine. It snowed enough last night that school’s been canceled.”
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>That receives a groggy “woo!” from the other side of the line
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“I was wondering if you'd like to hang out a little later today.”
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>A pleased-sounding groan filters through the phone's speaker
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>”How about 9?”
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“Sounds good to me.”
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>You hear the sound of shifting sheets, followed by the sounds of Sunset stretching
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>”You want to hit up Sugarcube Corner or the arcade?”
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>From her tone you can tell Sunset is more fishing for ideas than actually making any real suggestions
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“I was thinking that since we haven't really been able to see each other with midterms and all, maybe I could come over to your place?”
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>Maybe you're taking things too fast with that, you haven't even been to her place before
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>Sunset seems to be mulling it over and lets the moment stretch on into an uncomfortable silence
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>”I, uh, maybe I could come over to your place instead?”
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>You seriously consider just saying yes right there, but then you remember your dad’s one rule
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>No girls in the house unless he or mom are going to be there too
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>And you know that even with two feet of snow on the ground, neither of your parents is going to miss work
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>Hell, your dad usually has to be bedridden for him to miss a day of work
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“Maybe it would be better to just wait until the weekend…”
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>You spoke without even realizing what you were saying
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>Sunset almost yells back at you
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>”NO! I mean, I really do want to see you today Anon. It's just I’ve never had anyone over. Uh, any boys I mean, but I’d love to have you over.”
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>That's a bit of a surprise, you're certain that you’d heard a rumor that Flash had taken her home several times
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>Then again, just because he drove Sunset home doesn't mean he’d ever been inside
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>Your mind reels with that piece of information
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“Then I’ll, uh, s-see you at 9?”
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>You swallow, feeling more and more nervous
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>Sunset's voice sounds near angelic as she answers
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>”Yep! Love you, Anon.”
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>No matter how many times you hear Sunset say it your heart flutters when you hear those three words
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“Love you too, Sunset.”
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>With that you hang up and scour your room for something to wear
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>Not too formal, but not too casual either
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>After an hour you finally settle on a turtleneck sweater and your cleanest pair of jeans
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>Glancing at the clock, you see that you still have some time to kill before you need to leave
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>Giving yourself a quick sniff, you decide to take a shower
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>That eats up 15 minutes, but you still have plenty of time to spare
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>Maybe you should grab something on the way over
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>You think about it and decide that it'll be the least you can do for more or less twisting Sunset's arm over this
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>You finish getting ready and start heading out the door passing by your dad as he finishes up his coffee
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“Hey, I’m gonna spend the day at a friend's house since school’s canceled.”
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>Dad gives you an appraising look
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>”Have a good time, don't add to the population, and don't subtract from it. OH! And take the truck, it's supposed to snow some more this afternoon.”
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>He tosses you the keys and you nod and snap off a two-fingered salute
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>To which your dad flips you the bird as he chuckles
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>”I mean it, I don't want to have grandkids until /after/ you finish College!”
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>You close the front door as he finishes and clamber into your dad's truck
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>It's nothing fancy, but it has enough torque in low gear to get you anywhere you’d need to go
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>Even Sweet Apple Acres
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>The engine roars to life with an eager lurch, and you pull out into the street
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>Be Sunset
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>You just got off the phone with Anon
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>He’s going to be coming over later today
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>Looking at the “organized chaos” as Rarity likes to call it, you decide that you’ll be spending some time cleaning up
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>Pizza boxes, old ramen cups, and to-go boxes from the Sushi Shack litter every horizontal surface
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>Not to mention your bed, which looks less like a comfortable place to sleep and more like a war zone
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>Rolling up the sleeves of the oversized sweatshirt you put on the radio and get stuck in
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>Half an hour later and you're cursing your past self for letting it get so bad
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>But now you’ve finished collecting all the trash into a couple of bags
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>Now you need to take them out to the dumpster
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>It's a short walk, and the bags aren't too heavy so you confidently step into the hall
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>You make it to the back door of the little apartment complex before you remember that other than an ill-fitting sweatshirt and a ratty pair of slippers, you've got nothing to protect yourself from the icy cold outside
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>You loudly groan and consider just leaving the trash here
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>As soon as the thought forms you hear Applejack admonishing you in your mind
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“All right, Sunset, you can do this. Just out and back, and then you can have a nice hot shower!”
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>And with that mantra in mind you open the door, only to be struck with an icy blast of wind and snow
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“Just out and back. Just out and back.”
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>You bite out the words as if they will shield you from the stinging needles of cold
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>And with slow careful steps you make it out to the dumpster
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>Luckily someone left the lid open last night, so you don't have to struggle with lifting it and a ton of snow or trying to clear it
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>You just toss the bags in and leave it at that
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>The march back is only manageable due to your legs starting to go numb
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>Once you make it back to your apartment you strip and run the hottest bath you can
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>The heat is almost too much as you slip beneath the water, but soon enough you start to acclimate
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>With the heat thawing you out, you almost fall asleep
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>And as much as you'd love to take a nap in the tub, Anon is coming over and you still need to finish cleaning up your apartment
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>With a resigned sigh you climb out of the tub and throw the sweatshirt on
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>You should have plenty of time to get properly dressed as soon as you finish cleaning
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>Be Anon
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>As you roll along down to Sunset's apartment you decide to swing by Sugarcube Corner and grab some coffee and breakfast for the two of you
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>The Cakes are as dedicated to baking as your parents are to pushing paperwork, so they're probably already open
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>It’s also not far off your path, so you decide to make a quick stop
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>Luckily for you Pinkie isn't working today so you aren't pulled into a long conversation about God only knows what
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>In total the stop only adds 5 minutes to your trip
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>Time well spent for steaming hot coffee and fresh pastries
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>Even with that, you still arrive at Sunset's apartment early
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>Probably because the only other people on the road are the snow plows
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>Once you park in the back, you grab the drinks and the bag of pastries and make your way around to the front door
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> You have to juggle your load for a second as the wood of the door is stuck in the frame, but soon enough you’ve got it open
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>You never got Sunset's apartment number, but luckily there's a directory on the wall next to the front door
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>You're not sure why, there are only three apartments
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>Putting the strangeness out of your mind, you Climb up the stairs to the second floor where the apartments are
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>As soon as you get to Sunset's door you pause and take a deep breath
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>Just knock, it's a simple action
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>Just raise your hand, curl your fingers into a fist, and knock on the door
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>Your breath comes out in a ragged burst
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>Why are you so nervous
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>It's just Sunset's apartment
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>Which you’ve never been in before
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>A small part of your mind wonders what the inside will look like
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>Will it be mostly empty
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>Perhaps with a lonely TV
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>Almost a minute of deep breaths and psyching yourself up passes before you have the nerve to knock
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>Be Sunset
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>Just as you’re about to finish putting away the last of your clean clothes, you hear a loud knocking at your door
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>Dread fills you as you shoot a glance at the clock on your nightstand
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>The small screen there, glowing a deep amber, reads “9:00 AM”
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>It must be Anon
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>You tear your eyes away from the clock and look at the last piece of clothing in your hands
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>A scandalously short pair of lacy shorts that Rarity gave you along with a matching, and equally skimpy, top that was some form of sleepwear
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>It was /supposedly/ a gag gift, as she had given all the other girls similar sultry unmentionables
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>But a small part of you believes it's revenge for the smear campaign you ran against her for last year's Spring Fling
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>The one where you made her look like a slut, you remind yourself
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>A second round of knocking smashes the silence
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“Coming!”
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>You quickly stash it in your underwear drawer and rush down from your loft to the door
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>Your hands shuddering in nervousness and excitement, you open the door
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>Standing on the other side is Anon, looking like he just got caught trying to sneak into Harshwhinny’s class late
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>His hands are clutching a pair of slightly steaming paper cups and a bag with the Sugarcube Corner logo that Pinkie spent weeks designing for the owners
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>You plaster a grin on your face that you think looks convincingly not-at-all nervous
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“Well, come on in, before that gets any colder.”
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>Anon’s face flushes in a way that's cute and endearing
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>As he walks in you carefully close the door behind him
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>”Sorry about earlier. I’d normally be more than happy to have you over, but my parents don't want me having guests if they aren't there.”
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>That catches you off guard
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“But going over to other people's homes is just fine?”
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>Anon flinches, and with the look on his face he reminds you of a kicked puppy
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>It's easy to forget sometimes that you're Anon’s first real girlfriend
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>And that you used to be the supreme bitch of CHS
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>Subconsciously you reach out for his hand, rubbing his knuckles reassuringly
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>”Yeah, Dad uh, doesn't like the idea of people snooping around his room.”
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>A genuine laugh leaves your lips, not the forced mean laughs you used to do, but one full of mirth
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>At that Anon laughs as well
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>”Seriously! He even told me not to get you pregnant”
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>You blush profusely as that last part slips out of Anon’s mouth
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>To his credit, Anon catches on and immediately changes the subject
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>”Right, so, uh… I um… I brought breakfast.”
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>He waves at the coffee table where he placed the coffee and bag of sweets
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>You snatch the cup at the implied offer if only to have something to do with your hands
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>The moment you do the lovely smell of coffee, vanilla, and cream hits you
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”Mmm, I really need this.”
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>Though it's not quite as scalding as a fresh cup would be, you still take slow, small sips
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>The warmth and caffeine go a long way toward soothing your nerves
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>Anon, for his part fishes out an apple fritter and begins to chow down
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“So, Anon, do you want to watch a movie or…?”
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>You glance over your shoulder at the TV
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>”A movie sounds lovely.”
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>You turn your head back to Anon and smile
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“I have the perfect one!”
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>Luckily you were already watching the perfect movie last night
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>Be Anon
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>The movie Sunset picked out was How the Grinch Stole Christmas
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>As she starts it Sunset hums a little
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>You don't instantly recognize the song, but it does sound nice
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>As soon as she's got it started, Sunset sits down on the couch and snuggles up to you
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>”Pinkie Pie showed me this one last week. I really like it.”
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>You smile at that
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“It's a classic. Dad watches it every year. Along with the Nightmare before Christmas.”
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>Sunset looks at you in confusion
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>”Is that some kind of holiday-themed horror movie?”
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>Chuckling, you plant a kiss on Sunset’s head
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“No, it's not. If you want, we can watch it after this.”
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>Sunset smiles at you
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>”I’d like that.”
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