“You sure you want to do this,” you ask as you park, “you don’t have to if you don’t feel like it.”
>”It’s taking too long for spring to come, I need to do something before I go mad,” Rosie huffs, “besides- it's the least I could do with all they’re doing for us.”
You unbuckle yourself, “Alright, alright.”
>The weekend had arrived, and with it, your arrangement with Dawn and Sonata.
>After she’s freed herself from her seatbelt, Rosie and you step out of the car and take a look at what you’re dealing with.
>It was a two-story house of decent size, reminding you of one of the places you had lived in when you were younger.
>A single open garage with a few boxes containing the remainder of what needed to be unpacked scattered about was your entrance into the domicile.
>From the looks of it, they shouldn’t even need your help to finish the rest of this off.
>While you’re observing, from around the corner of the door that leads from the garage to inside stepped the white alicorn.
>”Oh hello, you two, you’re here early. Thanks for taking the time to drive out to help us.” Dawn said.
You wave a hand dismissively as she gestures with her head for you to follow her, “It’s the least we could do, ‘sides, Rosie’s saying she’s starting to come down with a case of cabin fever.”
>”I don’t blame her,” she sighs, “this winter feels like it’s taking years to pass.”
>Once inside you find the house is sparsely furnished, which makes sense since they didn’t have much to begin with, and they doubtless don’t have much of an idea where to start- as they’ve only seen your house and more than likely Telmacher’s.
>Also of note is the lack of a certain two-tone temptress.
>Eh, you’ll probably bump into her eventually.
>Dawn walked over a bookshelf with a box of textile bolts next to it, “These are Sonata’s, Rosie, could you start putting these up? If you run out of space and can’t reach higher up, don’t worry about it; stack the remainder to the side, then go ahead and bring in another box from the garage, Sonata will take care of the rest and let you know what to do from there.”
>Rosie nodded, and then got to work, humming to herself all the while.
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