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I ship it like FedEx.


Octavia's life in her parents' house was full of noise. Now that she's in her own apartment, she can finally enjoy a night of silence.

So why can't she sleep?

Edited by Cerulean Voice. Cover art provided by InuHoshi-to-DarkPen.

Epic Pancake Productions did a reading, too.

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Comments ( 32 )

Uh oh. Time to turn up the feels!

Always subjected to the feels! :raritycry:

I recall experiencing something similar when I first moved into my own place. Ah nostalgia. Great job, the story was short sweet, and to the point. Have a like and a mustache :moustache:

You know it! :raritywink:

Heh, that's the goal! :pinkiesmile:

I think a lot of people can relate. Heck, I've had the feeling before just when I was home alone.

Thanks for the like! Glad you liked the story :twilightsmile:

4760809 I can see that, now I'm going to go repair my heart.

Sounds, er... expensive. I apologize for the medical bills that's gonna cause.

4760837 That's alright, worth reading this beautiful story.

This was good, and now I require more of it, any thoughts on expanding into more chapters?

Oh great, now you're making me feel bad for posting my story. Dammit man. This hit me in the feels.

I might, but I doubt it. I don't really see the need for a sequel here. I am glad you enjoyed the story though :pinkiesmile:

Aw, you shouldn't feel bad for posting. There's room for everyone's fic!

All my fears about moving out and living on my own were just increased again.

Besides that, it was a nice story. Simple and sweet. At first glance, I had wondered if it might be a 'happy ending' sequel to The Dull Afterglow, but I'm not disappointed by this in the slightest.

Oops, didn't mean to hinder your sense of independence :twilightblush:

Glad you liked it! But yeah, there's not going to be a "happy ending" sequel to The Dull Afterglow. I kind of feel like that would lessen the impact. There will, however, be more Tavi, because Octavia is one of my favorite ponies.

Edited by Cerulean Voice.

Automatically puts on read later list. :raritywink:

This gonna be good. :pinkiehappy:

Cerulean made some good changes to it, yeah. He said it was a good story, but I'm biased, so I can neither confirm nor deny :raritywink:

Can't seem to connect with this feeling. I probably need therapy or something.

Nah. It just means that either my writing didn't connect with you or that you're more independent than most people. Heck, I probably wouldn't connect to it if I weren't so used to hearing all the radio, TV, and fan noises from when everyone goes to bed. It's a subtle thing that might go entirely unnoticed until it's gone.

(That, and I just think about the little things a lot more than most people. I'm weird like that. :derpytongue2:)

When your thoughts are the most predominant "sound" in the vicinity, you know you're feeling at least somewhat lonely...

Thanks for writing! :twilightsmile:

Thank you for reading!

A very cute and simple fic. It hit on the sweet elements just right and was just an enjoyable read

This is one of the few slice of life stories I've actually enjoyed. The other ones are either too short or pointlessly dull.

I'm glad you liked it!

And yes, slice-of-life can be tricky to write well. It's still perhaps my favorite genre, though.

Magnificent, you might be one of my favortie Fimfiction writers! So, have a mustache :moustache:

That was really nice. I rather like slice-of-life stories, especially ones like this one. Such stories often have really good characterization and focus on such, if only because there isn't much else to focus on. This one does nicely, I think. Despite being pretty independent, myself, I can relate. It's a strange feeling, suddenly being alone in a new place. I really liked how she longed for noise. When you're used to there being a lot of sound, the sudden absence can make you feel as though you're going mad. I very much appreciate the verisimilitude in this fic.

I greatly enjoyed this one. Probably helps that I really like Octavia, too. Nice work.

Yes, I'm pretty independent as well. But even I get really thrown out of rhythm by being in new places if I'm not with someone I know. When it comes to things like sleeping in hotels, I'm pretty much hopeless. In fact, that's why I focused so much on the sounds--it's the detail I notice the most when sleeping someplace other than my bed. I can close my eyes, but I can't close my ears. I doubt everyone experiences the same, but it seems that a lot of people do. One key difference, however, is that my house is pretty quiet, and I pick up on almost every noise when I'm somewhere else.

Thanks for the kind words, and thanks for reading! :twilightsmile:

I understand this perfectly. We were in a foreclosure, (two, actually, which seriously stunk,) and I spent about a year travelling from place to place, thankfully with at least one member of my family at any given time. I kind of got to get used to sleeping in new places, but after changing where I lived about six times, and a number of hotels along the way, I can honestly say that the old, odd feeling of sleeping somewhere new doesn't really go away.

Also, I admit that I honestly cannot sleep without a stuffed toy. (Hey, if I can own up to watching a show originally aimed at little girls, I don't think admitting I still have plushies will be anything shocking.)

Wow, that's rough. I moved around a bunch as a kid, but more for a trade up than anything. (Excluding when we switched states, in which case we regressed when we moved back.) I kinda liked moving, but it was always odd sleeping in a new place. Heck, even when I rearrange my room, I'm still thrown off. And when I'm on vacation, you can bet that I'm not getting a good night's sleep (assuming I even sleep at all).

That's an aspect I didn't even consider when writing this. It was more about the change from living with family to living alone, but the new place does factor into it. I doubt I'll ever revise this, but if I de-ponify or rewrite this, perhaps I will explore that aspect as well.

P.S. It's not for the sake of sleeping, but I also keep a plush on my bed. It's from a friend, although I haven't talked to her in years. It's just a nice reminder of my theatre days, including the impromptu birthday party she threw for me.

I made it 2 days...
...then I bought a dog. It's too damn quiet on your own.
Poor Octavia. Right in the feels.

You write very well. The descriptions had a rather poetic aspect to them, and the overall feeling of the story was bittersweet. Thank you for sharing. :pinkiesmile:

Definitely brings flashbacks when I slept home alone for the first time.

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