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>after a quick heatup, green hopped her way out to eat her breakfast in the living room
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>holding the burning hot pot with a wing as her other three hooves focused on movement
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>once on the ~loveseat~, carefully positioning her bad leg on two pillows so the heel of her hoof was just floating above the floor
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>and then proceeded to sprawl out, covering as much real estate as possible
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>both front hooves dangling over the ends
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>and using both wings to feed herself some of that piping hot oatmeal
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>her facial expression was glued to the same satisfied post-nut-busting face that she always had when in maximum comf
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>this stuff was made with love after all
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>as her wing shovelled a spoonful into her muzzle, green glanced outside
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>beyond the small porch, the brown and green terrain wrinkled up and away into the next ridge up
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>tall, thick and pointy spruce trees standing tall at sparse intervals
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>3/4 of their leaves and trunks washed in white sunlight under a crystal blue sky
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>green had no idea what time it was, but it looked like the hour you finally rose out of bed on a lazy saturday
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>11:30 was her guess
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>every so often the trees did a little sway, starting with bundles of rustling leaves and carrying into an ever so slight wave in the spruce's trunks
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>it looked like the AC was on outside and in
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>green shovelled in another spoonful
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>maybe in a bit she would go outside like her marefriend suggested
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>but first, to do some public relations
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>it was monday morning, and as far as her job was concerned she was running two hours late
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>greens saddlebag was on the other side of the room. damnit.
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>the jet black mare repeated the process of hoisting her injured body up and over to get her stuff, finally settling down 60 seconds later
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>carefully stacking her leg pillows as she had them before
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>now she can start PR
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>her hooves are cold though
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>which means she's cold
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>and she doesnt know where the thermostat is, if this house even has one
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>ugh, another mission
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>green reluctantly accepted it
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>back up
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>over
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>pluck the comfy time hoodie off the armrest
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>and one sock...
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>mother fucker.
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>the other fell behind the ~ottoman~
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>no way this thicc mare would squeeze the gap with crutches too
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>gotta take the scenic route around the hangout setup
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>there and back again
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>and finally, for real this time, sprawled back out
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>clothes on and successfully converted from cold mare to warm mare
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>totally doesnt suddenly need to pee right now
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>green whipped out her phone and flipped it open
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>10:12, earlier than expected
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>3 notifs in messages, no missed calls, and a couple bloatware shill notifications
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>trying to ignore that she has to pee
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>first things first, settle business
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>itd be a lot easier to turn into business mode if she didnt have to pee
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>tap through the menus to find her boss's number
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>be really nice if she didnt have to-
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>"UGH. FINE!" green dramatically threw herself back, waving the flag on having to get up for a third mission
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>"Good morning, this is Green. Hows it going over there?"
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>..
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>"Good, good. Hey uh, you know how I took a little trip this weekend?"
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>.
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>"Well, uh, I blew out my knee again playing basketball and, uh, I'm kind of stuck at my friend's house in Fork 'til I can see my Doctor next Friday"
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>..
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>"Yeah, appreciate it. I'll just eat the days if I have to. I've got my phone too if you really need me"
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>...
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>"How much PTO do I have anyways?"
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>.....
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>green fed herself another mouthful of oatmeal as there were only keyboard sounds on the other side
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>...
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>"Oh, sweet! Yeah I'll just use that, thanks."
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>....
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>"It's all on my desk."
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>...
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>"Was pushing about 180 last I tried, couldnt get it to stop burning oil though"
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>...
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>green laughed
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>"Haha, well, 'the Lockheed way' am I right?"
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>.....
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>"Alright, well, my mm- friends getting back soon. Call me if ya need anything"
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>...
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>"Thank you thank you"
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>.....
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>"Awww, tell Wheely I said thanks."
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>...
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>"Alright, buh-bye."
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>beep
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>green closed her phone for no reason and floated it to her side
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>and prompty consumed some more oatmeal
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>green could see the bottom of the pot poking through
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>shell polish it off soon
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>time to check the texts
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>2 from her teammates
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>1 from deep rest?
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>open the one from deep rest, sent on sunday
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>"Hai Greenie! Good luck in your tournament! xoxo"
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>followed by a very pixelated gif of equestria-famous earthball player J. Orden doing his famous dunk
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>her and blue dream did hang out before she left, word mustve spread
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>shelf that one for now
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>next was from heat wave
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>"u good?" sent this morning
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>obviously not, but whatever
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>time to start tapping some numbers
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>"shits fucked need surgery"
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>next text, from "crimson fucker"
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>"Sup greem, dunks tonight?" sent saturday morning
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>aint even in town chief
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>"yea pull up im ready to go" just to fuck with her
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>to greens surprise, heat waves response popped up at the top
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>"damn"
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>20 seconds later
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>"we got bounced in qs in OT by skits"
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>green pictured exactly how it ended. the Skits were a good team too, tough to play in the second round of playoffs
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>"homage couldnt score?"
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>"yep"
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>as green was typing out a response
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>"she fucked us on a turnover"
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>green snorted
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>wasnt the first time, and wont be the last
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>"what was the score of my game"
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>the real question
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>"51-32 us"
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>green pumped her hoof
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>justice was served with both an on and off court ass whooping
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>"nice."
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>"that stallion couldnt walk straight after we were done with him XD"
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>green rose an eyebrow
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>word choice buddy, learn it
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>time to move on to another thread
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>greens phone slowed to a crawl as it loaded all the gifs in deep rests text thread
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>this was more worthy of a phone call, but she knows deep rest cares, so she might as well drop the bombshell now
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>"i actually got hurt" keep it short
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>5 seconds later, her phone shook with a call from her bat friend
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>green put it up to her ear
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>silence
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>"hello?" green answered
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>"NOOOOOooooo GREENIEEEEEEE!" blasted through the phone, green yanked the phone away to save her eardrum
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>deep rest's genuine despair echoed through the room
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>"yeah..." green started blankly, "take a wild guess what happened."
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>"what?"
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>"my dumb ass ran to the same colt as one of my teammates and he crashed into me and i tore my LCL again."
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>silence
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>"OHHHhhhh poor filly! im so sorry green!"
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>jeez, its not like her mom died
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>"soooo liiiike, where are ya? are you ok? did you make it back to town?"
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>"im in Fork right now, staying with my friend til i can see Grizz next friday-"
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>"come on Greenie, we all know shes more than that" deep rest said joshingly
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>green flushed purple momentarily
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>"well ANYWAYS, ill be back for-"
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>"whats her name?"
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>green couldnt get the heat out of her cheeks
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>"its morning glory..."
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>"whats she like?"
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>"shes a white and purple pegasus, kind of like rarity-"
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>"going for the fashionistas huh?"
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>"-nahhh shes not extra at all. shes actually, like, super sweet and smart, and... hot..."
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>whys it so hot in here?
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>no cut off from deep rest
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>"she was kind enough to let me chill here for the next two weeks-"
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>"whenre you gonna eat her carpet?"
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>green spit out her nonexistant drink
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>"UH-uhhh" was all she could sputter in a mix of caught off guard, turned on and embarassed
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>deep rest cackled on the other side of the phone
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>"im just messin with ya. be good now ok?"
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>green was still recovering from the last comment
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>"oh i will, say hi to dreamie for me ok?"
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>"of course, mmmmmMWA!"
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>green copied it
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>"byeEEEE! HEY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH-"
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>must be on a nurse shift
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>greens cheeks were still hot from getting seen right through
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>best she finishes her oatmeal
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