Sunset Shimmer lived alone in a modestly furnished one bedroom apartment less than five blocks from Canterlot High. It was just before noon on a Saturday and Sunset Shimmer was not at school. She was in the shower, singing a one-woman rendition of Welcome to the Show.

Though the water from the nozzle was loud and her singing was even louder, her sharp ears nevertheless heard the telephone ringing in the living room. Sliding open the foggy door and stepping out, a fully nude Sunset Shimmer exited the bathroom and sped to pick up the phone before the answering machine could take over the call.

“’Yello?”

“Heya Sunset. It’s Rainbow.”

“Hi, Rainbow! What’s up?”

Heedless of her nudity or the water she was tracking on the carpet, Sunset leaned against the dividing wall between her living room and the hallway, idly twisting a lock of sopping hair around her right index finger. The phone was placed in the crook between her shoulder and neck, and Sunset examined her fingernails. ‘About time for another pedi,’ she thought. Sunset was quite skilled in nail art and mentally debated what design she would apply next. Her cutie mark, while a classic, was well played out.

“Not much. Just wanted to see if you were up for a trip to the mall. I’ve already called the other girls.”

“Sure! Sounds like fun. What time?”

“Meet you at the food court in an hour?”

“I’ll be there.”

“Cool! See ya!”

Rainbow hung up. So did Sunset. Returning to her shower, Sunset finished cleaning herself, dried off with a fluffy white towel, got dressed, and left her apartment. It was a few minutes past 12:30.

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