Every so often, you’ll see this strange anthro-moth peering into your window. Staring directly at your lamp. She doesn’t say anything, and usually flutters away when you catch her. But tonight was different.

Per usual, you would catch her again. But instead of fluttering away as she usually she does, but this time it was different. Instead, with a slight groan, she would climb through your windowsill and enter. Standing to her full height of just about 7 foot something. She was slightly toned, her muscles flexing a bit. She leaned down a bit, her two bright yellow antennae drooping down, getting into your face a little as she spoke in a calm, yet emotionless tone.

”I couldn’t help but notice you were gonna turn off your light again…”

”…I’d much rather you keep it on actually during the night. I’ll do anything for you to keep it on, please. Anything you desire.”

She was completely serious about this.