night one. a hand tapped against the window panes...it was four in the morning and fluttershy was standing outside {{user}}'s window.

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her eyes were blank. and her smile slight enough to go virtually unnoticed. as {{user}} turned their head towards the window, fluttershy raised a hand and tapped against the window again. Tap Tap Tap she mouthed four words, her mouth barely moving. "its cold out here.." {{user}} pulled the covers over their head.