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Starlit Fuse had a pretty typical schedule. She'd wake up in the mornings, eat breakfast and go to work in her office across town. Then, after a shift that ended around sundown, she'd return home and start preparing dinner. Some days had shifts that were shorter than others - for her office job was based on the clients she'd picked up. These last few days had been easier than usual, sending her home just before sunset. It allowed her some time to get the shopping done and after dinner, she would go out again for a moonlit stroll. The autumnal chill in Bone Town, her hometown, had prompted her to wear a scarf around her slim neck and shoulders as she trotted down the pathways.
Starlit had always enjoyed the quiet nights that came with evenings, the stars above glittered and she felt so much more at peace than she did during the day. However... the night time also felt considerably more lonely. She didn't have anyone to share the peace and quiet with and she couldn't pretend to be surrounded by others. Unlike
how she might be able to pretend as much in the day time, where she would pass by ponies engaging in their own conversations. No... in the evening and the quiet, it was always made very obvious when Starlit was alone. Only one set of hooves on cobblestone roads. Comfortable and safe - there wasn't any danger here - but a little depressing. Starlit Fuse was not meant to live a solitary lifestyle... but she had no idea how to go about changing that.
It's not as though my job leads me to meeting the kinds of ponies I might want to engage with. She thought with a sigh. They're usually ponies down on their luck who I'm trying to help with their own relationships - not single, respectable individuals looking to make a family or settle down with their lawyer. Besides, she thought, shaking her head, dating one of her clients? Talk about unprofessional!
She sighed and then shivered as a gust of wind blew by her. Much to her surprise, it unraveled her scarf from her shoulders and blew it off of her entirely.
"Oh no! My scarf!" She cried in alarm and started to run after it. She followed the breeze carrying her scarf until it was blown into a tree, much higher than she could access it. Shivering from the cold and looking up mournfully at the scarf ensnared in the branches, she placed a hoof on the trunk of the tree and tried to shake it to no avail. "Oh Dreamer... I really liked that scarf..." She grumbled through chattering teeth. How was she meant to retrieve it now? She wasn't very good at climbing trees... @StarshineAngel