Cadance let out a sigh, relaxing as her husband wrapped his arms around her. “I know; I’m sorry. I just feel like I'm behind after yesterday.” She winced as she spoke the words. Once she’d had the entire pot of coffee necessary to banish her hangover, Cadance had been burying herself in the dull monotony of next year’s Crystal Empire budget; a task that wouldn’t require completion for another three months. The distraction had been only moderately successful, she thought, pressing her hind legs together.
Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuun!!!!!
Sonata Dusk is jealous.
Arms?