I went to the kitchen and opened up the fridge. She stirred slightly when I bent down to brush a strand of blonde hair off her face and give her a peck on the cheek. I shut it and threw a blanket over my sleeping sweetheart. The window was open and it was chilly…it looked like a storm was brewing. Personally I don’t like that stuff…it makes me all paranoid.Īnd so it was on such a normal night that I came home to this familiar scene. It’s sweet that she tries to wait up for me, but she just smokes too much weed. On an average night I come home to find Emma passed out on the couch, bong in hand, enjoying a stony sleep. I keep odd hours because I work tech support for the company and I don’t get off until midnight. Strange and unexpected things never happen…well, almost never. People don’t even lock their doors at night. But still, the omnipresence of those little bastards is a testament to how nice and safe the place is. My only complaint is that there are too many kids. This is the story of one of those things.Įmma (that’s my girl) and I live in a nice little neighborhood. No, I’m not an unusual person…it just seems that unusual things happen to me. There’s really nothing remarkable about me at all. I even have a girlfriend who tolerates my pony obsession. Yeah I know it’s a gay drink, can we just focus on this story, please? So yeah, brony with a good life. I’m not depressed or an alcoholic…not that I don’t indulge in the occasional appletini. This is not the point of this exercise!Īnyway, I have a good life. Alright I have the damn Wedding Castle! There, are you happy. Okay maybe I own a few more ponies than normal. Login Sweetie Poo by DontWannaKnow Chapters
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