That night you lay awake in bed, the thunder booming outside.
You can't sleep. So you stare the ceiling as you lay on your back.
The pitter pattering from the rain relaxes you. Only to be sullied by the violent boom of the thunderstorm. You roll onto your side and look at your nightstand.
Phone, wallet, keys.... Small stack of books Twilight gave you. Along with the book she recommended you: When Two Become One
Not being able to sleep, you get up and turn on your desk lamp, dimly illuminating the room. Laying back down on your back, you open up the book and begin reading.
The strain on your eyes immediately makes a wall of fatigue hit you, but you press on.
...So far the book is pretty good.
The main protagonist gets drawn into the world with the love interest's magic. The love interest feels guilty about stranding him in her world and takes him in. Its pretty interesting...you're pleasantly surprised.
You rub your eyes and yawn, letting the book rest on your chest.
Something pops into your head. Maybe you can text Twilight about you like the book.
That wouldn't seem creepy, desperate or uninterested...you'll just be telling her about the book. Great idea.
You check your clock: 1:45AM
Well, that's going to have to wait.
Putting a pencil into the book as a bookmark, you close it and set it onto your nightstand.
Its still pouring outside, thunder roaring just as before. The wall of fatigue has hit you like a brick, but you can't help go to sleep with all that racket outside.
Your mind drifts to Cheerilee once again. You replay what happened in your head over and over again, wondering what you could have said differently.
Maybe you shouldn't have been so direct.
.....No, if she felt anything she would have at least reciprocated a little bit. She completely dropped you. You don't think there's anything else that you could have done.
You sigh and turn over onto your side, facing the wall. Staring at the bland cream color of your wall, your mind continues focusing on your failed attempt at hooking up with Cheerilee.
Just drop it. Its over now.
You think about her smile again. Maybe you shouldn't give up on her that easily.
The thoughts of Cheerilee calm you down, though...taking your attention off of the thunder.
Your eyes flutter closed, as you slowly fall asleep.

Wha....
Oh shit.
You fell asleep. You sit up in your bed and look at the clock.
God dammit, its almost noon. Well that's what happens when you stay up reading...
Its a good time to text Twilight at least. Okay, Anon...just compliment the book. That’s it.
You turn over and face your nightstand, picking up the phone. Having retrieved it you flip on to your back and hover it above your face.
Contacts.
Twilight Sparkle.
Send message.
"I'm really enjoying the book you recommended. Got a couple chapters in last night."
Tap
Send
You set your phone down and throw your blanket off you. Heading out into the living room, you see that your mom is home now, she's in the kitchen doing her morning routine.
"Anon!"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you sleeping this late?"
"Thunder kept me up." You call towards the kitchen, walking down towards the bathroom.
“Fine. Just get... I don’t know, headphones or something!” your mom yells to you.

Author's Note

Just a little filler, NSFW will be a good bit away, just wait.