“I’ve been working on the Weather Team as long as I can remember. I normally work the night shift, but I started putting in madami hours to help the Initiative. And you?” Cloudchaser asked.
“Mm-hmm…” Stylo murmured.
Stylo was resting his head on his hoof, gazing longingly into the pair of lavender eyes across from him. He wasn’t bothered sa pamamagitan ng the noisy drone of the party, nor his terribly aching back. He currently had everything he needed.
“…Stylo?” Cloudchaser called, her expression faltering.
“Mmm… hmm? Oh! I, uh... what was the question?”
Cloudchaser softly giggled. He...
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