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// May 4 
// Story: Blood Red Roses 
// by totallynotabrony 
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12:02 am
Nice moon tonight.  A minotaur once told me they call this kind a thumbnail, whatever that means.



12:11 am
DO NOT GO OUT AT NIGHT.  Repeat after me, Roseluck: do not go out at night.  Bad things always happen!
I should have known, walking alone back to my house.  Lamplight was waiting.  And super weird.  "Do you know what you've done?" he asked.  He went on about how he came here for a very specific purpose and how I'd ruined it.  Whatever he thought I did, it must have been serious.  He was practically ranting.  I ran.  Okay, not the greatest plan while loaded down with books, but he didn't chase me.  I just can't deal with him anymore.  What is this guy's problem?

7:35 am
Okay, after a few hours of sleep and some time to think about what happened at midnight, I've decided that I need to sit Lamplight down and demand some answers.  In the daylight.  I dare him to come and buy another flower.

bunch jasmine-Rarity
bunch daffodil-Draft Ale
bunch daffodil-Craft Ale
venus fly trap-Bugsy
bunch pansies-Fluttershy
dark side daisies-Skytrot



Noon
Since we're going to Canterlot on a special order tomorrow, we decided to take off at lunch.  Plus, there's the party at the ale house tonight!

6:00 pm
Just as good as I hoped!

7:10 pm
Lamplight walked in.  Daisy and Lilly noticed.  They didn't say anything, but fine, girls, if you're going to give me that look, I'll go talk to him.

8:30 pm
Okay, back home now.  Let me see if I remember everything that happened.  The conversation with Lamplight started off bad and got worse.  He suggested we take it outside.  I'm glad Daisy and Lilly saw the look on my face and didn't think we were leaving together for another reason.  Outside...things got weird.
It started off as more of the same: "Do you know what you've done?"  So I asked him.  "No, what did I do?"  And he was all, "You haven't figured it out yet?"  No!  That's why I'm asking!  I swear, this is going to put me off dating for months.
But then he said something really weird.  He asked me if I remembered what night that was and grinned.  Then he turned around and left.

Let's see, April 22.  Friday?  What's so special about it?
It was a full moon.
Really, Lamplight?  Really?