“Dear Celestia, this week has been tiring.”

“Eeeyup.”

“At least it’s over now.” Cheerilee played absent-mindedly with the straw on her drink and sighed. “I can’t believe how weird it’s been, you know? I mean, for crying out loud, even Discord got involved, and it was by far the simplest part of the whole week.” She snorted. “Go figure.”

“…Discord?”

Silence.

Something in Big Mac’s voice forced Cheerilee to raise her eyes and look at him.

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So! Today I've finished the fifth chapter of my current project, that heist fic I'm always talkinga bout. You know the one. In case you don't know it, it's, uh, well. A heist fanfic. That kind of gives you all the info you need.

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Right now I'm in a mixture between busy as hell and completely unable to write, due to stress, probably. This is frustrating, due to the fact that I'm approaching the climax of a story I've been working on for months. I consider that fic to be my most solid work yet, and the last chaters can't be anything but good, so I'm currently in a "write 1000 words/delete 1000 words" loop and I can't seem to get out of it. I'll probably start brainstorming from point zero again, or at least ask somebody

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· Twilight Velvet (Twilight Sparkle's mom) is a writer, but she's definitely not doing it for the art. She doesn't really care about the money either, to be honest. And nopony really knows what her cutie mark means (I mean, seriously. Three stars? That has to be the blandest cutie mark ever), so it's not like writing is her talent. She doesn't even like it that much, let's be honest. We would love to ask her why is she a writer, but she's too busy writing to answer our questions.

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"Good morning, Luna," Celestia said with a smile when her sister opened the door. "How's your night?"

"Ugh, horrible." Luna shook her head. "I had the worst nightmare ever."

Celestia blinked. "Really?"

"Yes. We need better prostitutes, sister."

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(I wonder how many people are gonna get the pun in the title).

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So my sister and my father went shopping yesterday without me. Not exactly big news, to be honest. They do that a lot, and I don’t enjoy going shopping as much as I should, so I tend to stay home whenever my family decides that buying stuff is mandatory.

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First of all, Aragón, I’m so glad you could make it. I knew you’re always very busy.

Oh, it’s no big deal. I’m not that busy, really. In fact, I’m not busy at all. I love the fact that you’re interviewing me. I don’t know what I would do without things like this. This is the reason why I’m alive.

…Oh. Well, that’s disturb—

Nobody has talked to me in weeks. I’d forgot how sweet the human voice sounds. It’s like music. Please, never stop talking.

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This is the third sleepless night in a row I've suffered since my I finished my exams, which is kind of hilarious, because my face really shows that fact. Like, for starters, my eyes are completely red. I look like a badly researched pony musician (HER EYES ARE MAGENTA, GUYS). Also, I have bags under my eyes, and I'm not talking about small bags. Oh, no. You can fit a baby kangaroo in there. Believe me, I have proof.

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