Cheerilee, '86

"All right, listen up." Cheerilee said, irritated at the display of stupidity before her. "Both me and Colgate pay our rent." As if on cue, Colgate walked in the door.

"Hey guys, who wants to go to a radical-" Colgage paused her announcement. "Why are you in latex?"

"Thats beside the point," Cheerilee butted in. "You need to step up your pace. You haven't payed me in two weeks. Two. Weeks. Can you please do a little bit better? If you can't, than we're ditching you, and you will be forced to eat Ramen the rest of your life. Celestia knows what that does to your brain."

"Or teeth," Colgate added, shuddering at the thought of sodium abused teeth.

"Or body,"

"Or gums!" Colgate cried, hiding under a pillow.

"I'd do just fine with Bon!" Lyra retorted, procuring her purse, than pulling out a sack full of bits. "See! In fact, you know what? I'm going to do exactly that, and nopony can stop me!" Lyra than quickly threw all of her stuff, conveniently located in one corner, into a case, and stomped out.

Silence followed.

"Well," Colgate said, sounding accomplished. "We cleaned that street trash up, didnt we? I didn't want her dirty money anyhow!"

Cheerilee was shocked. Speechless, she walked over to her desk, and started studying. In an attempt to break the ice, Colgate cracked open a beer, an event that was rarely relished by such a morally straight, and teeth conscious mare, and chugged the entire thing. She opened another and set it by Cheerilee. Despite being under legal age, she forfeit all reason and took a sip of the foul liquid. Immediately, her veins started to relax, and homework was a breeze. 2 cans later, she was passed out on the desk, thanks to her low tolerance level.

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Meanwhile, latex-clad Lyra and sleepy Bon Bon made their way to management. As she entered the office, they were greeted by a colt with a blue coat, and grey mane.

"May I help you?" He enquired.

"We would like a room." Bon Bon said nervously.

"Any preference?"

Lyra butted in. "Near Colgate and Cheerilee please." She needed to rub it in their faces.

The colt punched a few numbers into his terminal, than smiled. "There is a dorm adjacent to them, but it isn't cheap..."

Lyra dumped her entire savings on the desk. "Keep the change for future payments," She said. Dumbfounded, the pony handed over a set of keys and bid them adieu, but he stopped them before they left.

"Wait!" He said quickly.

Lyra raised a brow. "Yes?"

"The previous pair in there... they made a bomb! That's why they were kicked out!"

"Don't worry," Bon Bon assured, sexily. "The only thing we'll be doing is each other..." She finished, perversely licking her lovers neck. Tail in tail, they exited, ready to prove the others wrong.

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"Brrrriinngg!"

The alarm clock screamed as Cheerilee bolted backward, tipping over her chair, slamming into the ground. She rubbed her head and looked at the clock. She got up and started trotting around the living room. She heard sloppy noises coming from the bathroom and could only conclude two things. Masturbation or brushing. Going with the former assumption, she marched over to the door.

"Hey, pervert. Guess what time it is."

"3:00 A.M.?" Colgates voice guessed, gasping for breath.

"Listen, rub'm out on your own time, I've got 10 minutes to prepare for class, and a good morning always starts with..."

Instead of finishing her own phrase, Colgate loudly moaned in plesure. Envious, Cheerilee threw caution to the wind.

"Ready or not, here I come!" She cried opening the door, and stripping, despite Colgate being straight, for some pre-class cuddles.