>You sit in front of a door, holding something in your mouth.
>No, it was not a mango, but something better.
>A green pencil.
>It was the best thing you could afford that would make a great gift for Anon.
>After all, both of them were green.
>Raising your hoof, you knock on the door, which just so happened to be connected to the rest of Anon's house.
>This was your moment, the time Anon would finally know how you felt about him.
>The door eventually opens to find Anon standing on the other side of the doorway, wearing a robe.
>You stare at each other for a while before Anon sighs.
>"Why are you at my house at three in the morning, Echo?"
>Oh shit, he's catching on!
>What does Midnight do that always gets her the stallions?
>Something that started with a 't'.
>Fuck it, there's no time!
"Sh-shcou too!"
>Turning your neck back, you swing it forward, letting go off the pencil.
>With the force of a meteor, it flies through the air, jabbing Anon directly in the eye.
>As he lands with a gigantic thud to the ground, you run over to him.
>He lay on the ground holding his eye as he screams, no blood showed so you must have hit him with the eraser end.
>You sit there looking around nervously as you try to decide what to do, eventually grabbing the pencil with your mouth.
"Schorry Anon!"
>You run off into the night, as you hear his screams ring through Hollow Shades.
>Maybe you should just find a nice stallion.