It was an early Sunday morning, when she offered to take me in. I remember clearly, as the landlord of my old apartment build gave me a generous four hours to pack my things and leave after failing to pay the bill for the umpteenth time. I barely had enough to scrape by as it was, and being fired from my job was just icing on the cake.

I would have left Manhattan, if it wasn't for her. I was convinced everypony in this slum of a city was either a rat or a cockroach. She was like a diamond in a coal mine, and maybe the only reason I'm still alive.

Takes place shortly after Season 4 Episode 8: Rarity Takes Manehattan
Pre-read by Pony Lover123.
Cover art by Adlynh on Deviantart.
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