>You are Anon
>You decide to stop by a quaint little Flower Shop that seemed to pop up over night
>As you step through the door, a little bell chimes as your eyes are directed to the rows of potted plants before you.
>You take a few steps in to look around, seeing how you've never noticed this little shop before which you were quite sure wasn't here yesterday
>Then again, going to as many bat pony rave parties, you hardly remember anything anyways like all those weird bite marks you wake up with
>You snap out of your deep thought when a figure rounds the corner of the doorway across from you
>Stepping out was a taller bat pony with pale grey fur and a light blonde mane that was partially parted to one side and a cowlick that stuck up in the middle
>She huffed, adjusting her glasses with her snout wriggling before her orange eyes uninterestedly focused on you
"Can I help you?"
>She says rather flatly, approaching you to get a better look at this green alien-like creature
>"Just looking around. Haven't seen this shop before"
>The mare stepped forward, right in front of you as it gave you a chance to notice how much taller she was than the other bats. Most bats barely came up to your waist but this one was practically up to your abdomen. 
"If you're not going to buy anything, then please leave. I have other things I need to be working on and it doesn't involve babysitting you."
>You blink, not sure how to respond to that but before you could, you were interrupted just as soon as you opened your mouth.
"I'm Primrose. Come back when you actually want to buy something."
>With that, the bat pony pushed you out the door with surprising ease and closed the door behind you.
>You turned around to look through the glass window of the door just to see the toned plot of the mare sway back and forth before going back into the room where she was before.
>Now you knew what you needed to do to meet up with that mare again
>First you'll need some money though


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>Primrose is laying down reading a book while you, Anon, fawn over her silky smooth long legs
"Anon, can you not? Or at least ... be less weird about it?"
>Primrose huffs dismissively but you can spy from over her shoulder that she's scrunching her nose while having the slightest hint of blush on her cheeks
>You willingly ignore her plight and stroke her hindleg from flank to hoof
>She practically jerks her leg away and shivers in hidden delight
"A-anon!"
>"Heh, sorry Primmy. Couldn't help myself."
"I agreed to let you stay the night, not oogle at my appendages."
>"Then why am I allowed to be in your room? Much less snuggle with you?"
"I-it gets cold out and I didn't want you to freeze your butt off. Now would you kindly let me read?"
>You shrug and flop back down beside her, watching her read while she seems to be rather distracted mentally
>You go for it again, stroking her leg from top to bottom.
>She peers over her shoulder, frowning with her eyes narrowed yet she's got that scrunch going on once more.
>Deep down, she knew she couldn't keep you off her legs but she'd certainly put up an act to make sure you got the point.


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>Ask Primrose out on a date for Hearts and Hooves day
>She surprisingly accepts given how short of a time you two have known each other
>You arrive at her home and she's wearing a stunning dress that even accentuates her left hind leg by having a trim that goes up to her thigh.
>She still wears those signature glasses of hers as her mane was done up more tidily as opposed to her normal messy look
>"Ready to go?"
>You stand there admiring the tall bat pone
>"Anon, you look like an idiot. Pick up your jaw, won't you?"
>Primrose glares at you as she often does.
"Sorry Primmy. You just look-"
>"Shut up. I don't really much care to get all dolled up like this."
"Well, why don't we just go inside then and I'll help you get undressed?"
>"Anon!"
>Primrose blurts out in a fluster.
>"Y-yeah, that'd be cool. Hurry up before anyone sees me with you."