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Any critiques and comments are always appreciated!", "writing": " Ophelia practically stumbled into her apartment that first night out properly, utterly starstruck. She’d expected the day to be slow and lumbering, something to be tolerated and adhered to as little more than a necessary evil, especially when she was still in the process of getting used to her new surroundings. But that hadn’t entirely been the case. She’d wandered to the library just as she’d hoped to be able to, that much hadn’t been outside of her realm of expectation - but she’d never expected to meet someone on her first real day interacting. Certainly not another goat. \n\n Her tail thrashed against the door as she couldn’t help but let out a nervous and relieved giggle, even thinking about it. The interaction hadn’t exactly started off on a good note, but somehow it had ended with her having her first contact that was in the area, someone she could hopefully communicate with - someone her face warmed at the thought of seeing more. The other goat had seemed so confused at first, but caught on quickly, and even took an interest in making things easier, something that almost made the darker caprine so happy she could cry. It had been far too long since she’d had an interaction that had been anything better than awkward and slow. \n\n And she’d been so pretty! Ophelia wasn’t usually the kind to take particular notice of appearances, but something about the way she held herself, the confidence and lithe frame that she deeply envied, captivated her. And that was before her mind even wandered to caring eyes, coarse fur that reflected the light in small flurries of controlled chaos, the way she’d lit up while they traded contacts. Something about her had just been gravitational, soothing and unignorable from the instant she’d seen her at the desk. \n\n Those thoughts brought the warmth to her face in renewed strength - rapidly boiling over and spilling across her neck and upper chest as her mind wandered to what she’d been reading before their short chat. \n\n Her fur stood on end as mortification rose at what she’d actually been thinking, what her mind had wandered to – she’d just met this person! She hadn’t even originally intended to read that book! It was just… captivating. In the same way that Vivian had been, her mind interjected unhelpfully. \n\n Acknowledging the slippery slope that this train of thought had fallen into, the dark colored goat nearly let out a bleat by sheer quality of how overheated her brain had rapidly become before shaking her head wildly and clapping her hands against her cheeks, the way the tag in her ear collided with her ear bringing some form of physical distraction that could derail her thoughts. It hadn’t exactly worked, but it at least gave her some degree of respite. \n\n There were other things to do in her nightly routine, so she delved into that short list before she could even dare to wander farther into a depraved side of her mind she so rarely indulged. First order of business was her nightly milking, so she could label and store the milk away to be delivered the next morning. With one last, steeling grumble she bounced her hip away from the door before finding somewhere to settle and take care of her least favorite self care routine. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": " Ophelia practically stumbled into her apartment that first night out properly, utterly starstruck. She’d expected the day to be slow and lumbering, something to be tolerated and adhered to as little more than a necessary evil, especially when she was still in the process of getting used to her new surroundings. But that hadn’t entirely been the case. She’d wandered to the library just as she’d hoped to be able to, that much hadn’t been outside of her realm of expectation - but she’d never expected to meet someone on her first real day interacting. Certainly not another goat.

 Her tail thrashed against the door as she couldn’t help but let out a nervous and relieved giggle, even thinking about it. The interaction hadn’t exactly started off on a good note, but somehow it had ended with her having her first contact that was in the area, someone she could hopefully communicate with - someone her face warmed at the thought of seeing more. The other goat had seemed so confused at first, but caught on quickly, and even took an interest in making things easier, something that almost made the darker caprine so happy she could cry. It had been far too long since she’d had an interaction that had been anything better than awkward and slow. 

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 Acknowledging the slippery slope that this train of thought had fallen into, the dark colored goat nearly let out a bleat by sheer quality of how overheated her brain had rapidly become before shaking her head wildly and clapping her hands against her cheeks, the way the tag in her ear collided with her ear bringing some form of physical distraction that could derail her thoughts. It hadn’t exactly worked, but it at least gave her some degree of respite. 

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