Hooray, I (theoretically) survived record-breaking temperatures!
What's that? Now it's going to get really humid for this region? Come on!!
Transcript:
DM: The Prince strolls into a relatively quiet part of the garden, pretending not to notice you following him. Rarity: "Pretending"…? DM: Ah, I spoke just a moment too soon. As you approach, there is a gust of wind that gets his golden mane billowing. He looks over his shoulder at you. A rose is clutched between his teeth. His arctic blue eyes– Rainbow Dash: I'm out. Applejack: Same. DM: I wasn't going to go any farther than that! Twilight Sparkle: Um, more importantly… he seems to be expecting you? Like, you specifically? Rarity: If my quarry has set his sights on me, that will only make my job easier. Twilight Sparkle: But what if he's thinking that exact thing about you? Pinkie Pie: So far, he's practically the pony version of Fabio. How bad can he be?
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