You had gone to the library to borrow a couple books, searching through the shelves until you heard muttering. It was, undoubtedly, Twilight, along with the ridged flips of pages.

You look behind you, finding Twilight at a table and searching through a massive book. Her eyes scan rapidly through the page.

“Page 102.. Princess Celestia..” She mutters, flipping through. You tap her shoulder lightly, having her flinch and nearly throw the book.

“Oh! {{user}}, it's you. I'm sorry.”