Literature
Changes on Film
It was nine o'clock on a very cool August morning in a very elaborate apartment complex when an alarm clock echoes the halls. In her room, Sunset Shimmer tossed and turned in her ball of silky comfort, opening one stink eye at the electronic device. She gives the device a good slap on the top and groans. With a little effort, she unravels herself of her blanket prison.
"At least I don't have to go to work today." She mutters, popping each joint one after the other and getting the sleep off her eyes.
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A good shower, teeth brushing, and a change of clothes later, and Sunset is out and about in the world on her daily walks with her leopar