>The next morning, Anon woke up the most refreshed he had ever been. After 30 minutes of lying there and recounting the tale that happened in his head, he looked at the time.
>“5:30am?”
>Anon was confused for a moment, then looked next to the old school alarm clock. It was a portrait of Pinkie Pie in her swimsuit. He always had it, but after the experience he had, he gained a new found appreciation for it.
>”She’s real,” Anon told himself.
>”And she loves me”.