"Or.. Celery? Oh, I-I don't know what to buy..." She slumps down in defeat, sighing to herself.

((Hey, you. Yeah, you! Imma boop ya! *boop*))

Tonight, we find our mare in a small cafe within town, sitting in the corner booth with a book, and a glass of lemonade on her table.

Lemonade sip. Pageflip. Booooring.

The cafe just so happens to be Sweet Mocha's, for the record. Because reasons.

Bella is staying /all/ the way in the corner of her seat. She's way to shy to deal with princesses and bats.

Bella can't help but notice something oddly familiar about Fluttershy though. "Strange....."

((Ba dum tiss!))

It's lit, m8.

@mlp_Crypti ((I love weddings, drinks all around~!))

Bella wonders what all these weirdly colored characters are doing at 4 AM. >.>

Pageflip. Bella seems to be tired. Each passing moment, her eyes grow heavier and heavier, eventually closing.

But she jerks herself back awake, stifling a squeakyawn. Bella then repeats the process a few more times, in an adorable kinda way.

((I've just been reading Smoky DeCapo's introduction so far and I absolutely LOVE it! Welcome to Twitterponies, dear! ^.^))

.Smoky DeCapo