a chance of a meeting

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"Ding ding"

         The cafe's door bell kept going off and on. A bunch of ponies of all shapes and sizes strangled their way into the cafe. Its...rush hour. Worst time of the day. It was very crowded, I could here fillies squeal and cry because their mothers aren't buying them what they want. Its the only cafe for miles from here. Sure its a big town. You would expect there to be more than one stinkin' cafe around the downtown side of Manehattan.
"A iced mocha with carmel bits at the bottom, drizzled with a fatfree choco' cherry dip. And peppermint whipcream, topped with 2 fresh mint leaves."

The cashier looked at me astonished.

I blushed. I'm too used to being. Raised in the bigger towns.  I'm able to order something WAY more complicated. But I toned it down. Apparently, not enough.
"Please...?"

I said in a croaky voice.

He chimmed up the cash register and I handed him 11 bits. I looked over to find 3 foals. 2 colts and 1 fillie. They were crying and snot and drool everywhere. It...was annoying. I don't hate kids. I like babies. They're cute. Toddlers? Not so much. I grabbed my iced mocha and squezzed my self away from the crowded area. Not that...its anywhere less crowded towards the tables and booths.

     I looked around for a seat. My brown hair,that is tipped with a golden blonde was slightly wet from the snow outside. I slowly but surley, walked my self to the back of the cafe. Everyone was talking and eating crumpets and crepes. Drinking coffee and socializing. But it was loud. Everyone had their phones out taking pictures of their starbucks. I looked towards a booth near the window.

"A spot!" I told my self while perking my ears up. I trotted towards the seat. Then slowed down realizing a stallion was sitting alone looking out the window.

Greaaaat. I'm going to have to sit next to a stallion. I grunted,letting out a puff.

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