>"And I pick..."
>>"YOU!"
>"YES, YOU!"
>"The guy with the green skin and no eyes!"
>"How's it sound taking the single coolest, fastest, awesomest and hottest girl at CHS to the prom?!"
>Everyone turns around to meet your eyes.
>Deep silence engulfs the cafeteria, everyone waiting for a response.
>You turn around and see no one.
>You glance at your empty table towards inexistent friends, looking for advice.
>This is the girl that wouldn't leave you alone everywhere she found you. Always embarrassing you in front of everyone.
>But this is the time for vengeance.
>You don't even care why she asked you, out of all the other students. This time she is going down.
>After taking a deep breath, you stand up.
"I'd rather take fucking Twist, you fucking cunt!"
>Everyone turns towards Rainbow Dash, among whispers and gasps.
>She looks like she was hit by a brick.
>"What did you just say?!"
"I'd rather take the fucking mess of a person known as Twist, than your self-entitled, egocentric, narcissistic, cyan ass!"
>All the students stare at you with their mouths open.
>Rainbow actually looks perplexed.
>"Oh, you fucking don't."
>And as fast as you can blink, you have a pissed off Rainbow coming right at you with a face that translates to death itself.
>You think about running away, seeing as she could probably kick your ass, but that wouldn't translate well into the whole vengeance thing.
>You tense your muscles and lift your fists.
>The cafeteria turns into a coliseum, everyone making a circle around you two.
>All you can hear are chants for Rainbow, except one of them; Twist was actually shouting your name.
>That actually lifts your morale a bit. Better than nothing.
>You lock your eyes into hers.
>In front of you a lion circling its prey.
>She means business.
>Remember that movie, the one with the spider guy? Yeah, when he kicks the other dude's ass.
>Yeah, you should probably do that right now.
>Just ignore the spider power thingy, and concentrate on dodging her punch. 
>You hear screams.
>Your train of thought was interrupted by a jab right to your nose.
>The world spins around a bit until you manage to get your footing back.
>You see another punch approaching your face. 
>You lean left, right towards its path.
>Another roar from the crowd.
>The whole room shakes again as you begin to feel numb.
>"This is way too easy," says a smug looking Rainbow.
>Screw this.
>You charge towards her, extending your arms for a tackle.
>She swiftly sidesteps out of it, and pushes you forward towards a table.
>You crash against it and plummet to the floor.
>Fuck that movie.
>Rainbow Dash puts her feet on your chest and smiles as the crowd cheers.
>You try to stand up but she just kicks you back to the ground.
>Well, you did your best.
>"This is what happens when you talk shit about me, you see?"
>She arcs back her elbow to what you assume is the finishing blow.
>But suddenly, she lifts her foot and extends a hand to you.
>"You have some balls, Anon. Not everyone's brave enough to stand against me."
>Any place is better than the cold floor.
>You take her hand and stand up.
>She doesn't let you loose.
>Rainbow raises your hand towards the crowd.
>"Meet my date for the prom!"
>Oh shit.
"Didn't you just hear me? I'm not going to the prom with you. You even kicked my ass in front of all this people."
>Rainbow Dash shakes her hand nonchalantly.
>"Don't be silly, Anon. I know you always liked me, and now you have your chance."
"Are you fucking kidding me? What part of fucking cunt you didn't understand?!"
>You let go of her grip and walk towards the exit.
>People open up as you go through them.
>And you run straight towards Principal Celestia.
>She looks pissed.
>"What is the meaning of this?"
>The whole crowd instantly dissipates, leaving you, Rainbow Dash, and her friends on the scene.
>"He tried to go UFC on Rainbow."
>Pinkie Pie says as she points at you.
>"Yes, he did. Anon said an awful lot of mean things to my friend here, things he should be ashamed off."
>The girl you recognise as Applejack, adds.
>Celestia scowls right at you.
>"Is that so, Anon? I am truly disappointed in your behaviour; insulting such a sweet student like this."
"Please, don't be serious."
>"Excuse me?"
>Fuck this school, and especially, fuck these girls. 
"Nothing."
>"Very well, to my office, now."
>She turns around and signals you to follow.
>As you begin walking, you notice Rainbow throwing you a kiss.
>You think about how delusional this girl must be.
>Suspended for two days, and having to pay for a table.
>Well, at least you can sleep for two days straight.
>You begin walking towards your locker, to pick up your things and go to Math class.
>You still have to finish the day.
>On the way there, you think about the whole fiasco that happened earlier.
>You truly hope that cyan bitch was teasing you with the whole prom thing.
>She can't possibly be serious.
>As you turn a corner, there she is.
>Right next to your locker.
>You freeze up for a moment, but decide to go anyway. 
>What's the worse that can happen? She kicks your ass again?
>You approach it and start putting the combination.
>Rainbow just stands there next to you, chewing gum.
>You hear the bell ring.
>The hall starts to get empty.
>You pull the lock, but it won't budge.
>You try again. Nothing.
>Suddenly, Rainbow slams your head against the locker.
>"What's the matter tough guy, can't open a simple locker?"
"Hey, quit it. I already got suspened. I don't want anymore trouble, you cunt."
>You see her glance around before turning you around to face her.
>And just like that, she gives you a kiss.
>You try to let go of her grasp but its worthless.
>Her tongue pushes against your teeth, trying to find a way in.
>You keep struggling against her grip.
>She grabs your chin and pulls it downwards.
>She lets her tongue inside and starts circling it around yours.
>You fight against it but finally give up.
>She notices this and takes free reign.
>You feel her push against you, her body rubbing against yours, her hand tugging your hair.
>You just lay there, defenseless.
>But suddenly, she lets go.
>Rainbow hits the locker and it opens up.
>"See you after class, Anon."
>And she was gone.
>You just stare at the wall trying to piece together what just happened.
>You then realize she left the gum in your mouth.
>It falls to the ground as you spit it out.
>You pick up your notebook and start walking trough the hallway.
>You open the door to the classroom.
>Miss Cheerilee and the rest of the class glance at you.
>"You are late, Anon. I'll have to see your hall pass."
>Your eyes are fixed up on the wall behind her.
>That bitch is not content with just kicking your ass and getting you suspended.
>"Anon, I'm talking to..."
>She actually feels like abusing you.
>And you can't do anything about it unless you want to get expelled.
>You are at an impasse.
>"Anon!"
>You perk up at the shout.
"Y-yes, what's the matter?"
>"Your hall pass, mister."
"Sorry, I don't have one. I was-"
>You catch Applejack looking at you.
>She and Sunset Shimmer where the only ones of their group in your class.
>You actually talk to Sunset often, she was cool. 
>The one you didn't trust was the stupid cowgirl.
> She would probably tell everything to Rainbow Dash and them frame your ass for it.
"I-I was at the principal's office; she had me go there. You can ask her later if you want."
>"I certainly will, Anon. Just sit down so that I can continue the class."
>You obey and go straight towards the only empty desk.
>Right next to Sunset.
>You sit down, put your things on the table and drop dead on it.
>You need some sleep.
>"Pst, Anon."
>Oh, for fucks sake.
>You move your head sideways and face Sunset.
"Yes?"
>"How are holding up?"
"I'm perfectly fine as you can see."
>You put your head between you arms again.
>"Come on, Anon. Having you ass handed to you in front of everyone must have been bad."
"I remember when you were a raging demon and tried to blow up the school. I actually encouraged you back then."
>Sunset scratches the back of her head.
>"Yeah, well things change. Now these are my friends, but don't worry, you still are."
>You remain silent.
>"Here's the thing, I talked to Rainbow Dash and she tells me everything's cool. She forgives you."
>You raise your head and stare right at her.
"She forgives me?! After all the shit she pulled?!"
>Cheerilee clears her throat.
>You lower your tone a bit.
"That bitch can't be serious."
>Sunset is still taken aback by your previous outburst.
>"B-But Anon, you were the one who insulted her!"
>She has to be kidding.
"Sunset, listen to me very carefully."
>She leans in closer.
"You were there most of the times she picked on me. You saw it with your own eyes."
>She hesitates for a moment.
>"I don't know. Now that I think about it, she was probably teasing, you know?"
>Rainbow got into her too.
>Your only friend.
"Fuck this. That's it."
>You stand up a abruptly from your chair.
"You can't put your trust on anyone in this fucking school."
>You continue to say as you pick up your things. 
>"Mister Anon, what is the matter?"
>As you hear the teacher you simply snap.
"You wanna know what's the fucking problem, miss Cheerilee?!"
>The whole classroom is in shock.
"People like this right here!" you say as you point at Sunset Shimmer. 
>She just stares at you with wide eyes.
"People you put your trust in! People that whenever they get the chance they will stab you in the back!"
>You can see how tears fill her eyes.
>"Anon, no..."
>Before you can go on with your rant, the teacher slams her hand on her desk.
>"Enough of this! You are coming with me to the principal's office right now!"
>The fuck she will.
>You simply start walking towards the exit.
>"Anon, where do you think you are going?! "
>You ignore her and continue walking.
>She grabs your arm as you go past her.
>"Stop right-"
>You shake her loose and run out of the classroom.
>A familiar locker rests in the middle of the hall.
>You'll probably struggle with it as all the times before.
>To your surprise it was already unlocked.
>You slowly open it.
>All your stuff is gone.
>The only thing that lays there is a piece of paper.
>You unfold it and start reading it.
>"Hey, tough guy. Borrowed some of your things. You want them back? Go to the girl's restroom, if you dare. With love, RD."
>That bitch.
>You storm through the halls.
>Miss Cheerilee surely told Celestia what you did by now.
>You have to get out of this school and go home.
>Just to rest for a bit.
>To think.
>But you couldn't leave without your stuff.
>Your keys were on your backpack.
>Oh, that bitch is going to pay somehow.
>You'll make sure of it.
>You quickly check your phone.
>Only 10 minutes until recess.
>You pick up the pace.
>After a bit of running, you see the restrooms.
>You go straight towards the girl's one and slam the door open.
"You cunt! Give it to me right now!"
>A freaked out Sweetie Belle greets you.
>She stares at you, her face completely red.
>You freeze, not knowing what to do.
>A few seconds pass by until Sweetie Belle screams and rushes out of the place.
>Well, now people will think you are a child molester.
>Just perfect.
>You remember the reason you are here in the first place.
>Your backpack.
>No sight of it near the sinks.
>That only leaves the toilets.
>There are five of them.
>You approach the first one.
>You open it, but there's nothing inside.
>You try the second one. Same thing.
>The third.
>It's closed.
>Fuck it.
>You crouch and look under it.
>There's your backpack, on top of the lid.
>You try the door again.
>It won't budge.
>You'll have to climb it.
>The door of the fourth one opens up as you step inside.
>You lift yourself up using the toilet, then grab the side of the wall.
>You pull up and put your legs over it sideways.
>Done.
>You land next to your backpack.
>As soon as you grab it, the bell rings.
>You are fucked.
>A few seconds pass by, and the restroom is already full with girls.
>You'll have to wait them out.
>Someone knocks your door.
>"Anyone here?"
>Shit.
>She knocks again.
>"Anyone?"
>She tries to open it.
>"Hey, Silver Spoon, could you check if there's anyone here?"
>Crap, crap, crap.
>"Why me?"
>"Because I tell you so."
>"Ugh, fine..."
>Think of something, quick!
>So, you scream.
>Surprisingly, you manage to hit a high note.
>"Shit!"
>You hear someone tumble.
>"You almost kill me! You do know how to speak, right?!"
>You remain silent.
>"Whatever. I need a breather, come on Silver Spoon, let's get out here."
>That was close.
>You check your phone again.
>Recess should be over any minute now.
>You can't help but wonder why did she leave your stuff here.
>Probably because she isn't very smart.
>Yeah, that's it.
>And there it is. The sweet sound of the bell.
>Well, time to go.
>You stand up and approach the door, but before you can open it, someone steps inside the restroom.
>Screw it, you can wait a couple more minutes.
>You sit back in the lid.
>You hear the girl go towards the sink and wash her hands.
>Then, she starts walking towards you.
>The footsteps get closer and closer.
>Until they stop. Right in front of you.
>You could see the shadow of someone standing right in front of your door.
>You try to hold your breath.
>Suddenly, she jumps and grabs the ledge of the door.
>She pulls up half of her body.
>"Hey, Anon. So you did have the balls to show up."
>With one swift motion she goes over it and lands right in front of you.
>"I'm impressed."
>Holy shit.
>"Well, time to have some fun."
>The door is blocked off.
>The only way out is through the ledges, and she would catch you easily.
>You are fucked.
>Even trying to hit her will end badly for your body.
"Fun? With you? Don't make me laugh, you bitch."
>She grabs your neck.
>"Watch your tongue, Anon."
>You put one of your hands on your pocket and grab your cellphone.
>You try to mumble something.
>"What is that?"
>She loosens the grip a bit.
"What are you gonna do about it, huh?"
>Rainbow gives you a lusty smile.
>"Oh, I'll put it to good use.
>Rainbow pulls you close to her.
>She tenses her grab as you try to pull away from her.
>Both your lips touch.
>Her tongue runs wild inside your mouth.
>You push her away with a shove.
>She slaps you in the face.
>"Careful, Anon. You don't want me to tell the principal that you tried to touch me on the girl's restroom."
>You rub your cheek.
"You think she would believe such bullshit?"
>Rainbow breaks into laughter.
>"Are you serious? She believes everything I tell her. Everything."
"You-"
>"Enough talk."
>She pushes you towards the toilet, making you sit.
>She goes on top of you, as she grabs your hair and starts kissing you.
>She then moves away from your mouth and goes down to your neck.
>Teeth bite your skin.
>Her warm breath sends chills down your spine.
>She takes her hands towards your chest, and keeps going down.
>She goes below your pants as she licks you up, all the way to the chin.
>You fail to contain a moan.
>"So, you like it, huh? I knew it."
>You scowl right at her.
"You're still a cunt."
>She tightens the grip on your dick.
>A huge wave of pleasure washes over you, making you lose track of whatever you were going to say.
>"That's better."
>She begins stroking it.
>"Now, tell me you love me."
>Even through all of this you still manage to utter actual words.
"N-No way."
>She grabs your neck again with one of her free hands.
>"Say it!"
>You shake your head.
>She keeps petting your cock, but increases the speed with every second.
>You are on edge.
>"Fucking say it!"
>She pushes your head against the wall.
>Her hand strokes you faster and faster
>"Say it!"
>You couldn't take anymore of this.
"I-I love you!"
>With that said she lets you go, and stands up.
>"That's a good boy."
>She tells you as she licks her hand.
>"I'll see you at the prom, Anon."
>She opens the door and leaves.
>All that's left is you and the sound of your panting.
>But it was worth it.
>You have that bitch now.
>You take out your phone and press play.
>A smile forms on your face as you hear Rainbow's voice.
>"Are you serious? She believes everything I tell her. Everything."
>Oh, yes.
>You rewind it, and listen to it again and again.
>A small chuckle comes out of your lips.
>Now, maniac laughter.
>Your pants are down, your face bruised and your dignity gone.
>You never felt better.
>The door to the bathroom opens and you go straight out to the hallway.
>Time to go home and plan your vengeance.
>As you turn the corner to the exit, you feel your muscles tense up.
>Oh, no.
>It's motherfucking Brad.
>Just chilling with his punk friends.
"Fuck me..."
>Brad notices you.
>"Wow, hey, Anon!"
>He walks towards you, his friends behind him.
>He stops as he takes a look at you.
>"Holy shit, man. Did someone kick your ass or something? Wait, you did get your ass kicked."
>They all laugh.
>"By a fucking girl, man. I actually feel a little bad for you, being the school's pussy and all."
"Brad, I don't have time for this. Can you cut me some slack? Just this time?"
>He looks at you with actual regret.
>"O-Oh! Shit... sorry, man. Sure, I won't get on your way."
>He moves to the side and so does the rest of the group.
>You are speechless.
>It might have actually worked.
>Still, you hesitate.
>"Come on, man. Before they see you out here without a hall pass."
>Fuck it.
>You start walking forward.
>As soon as you move past Brad, shit breaks loose.
>He grabs your shoulders and slams you against some lockers.
>His friends make a semicircle around you, preventing any chance of escape.
>"Who the fuck do you think you are talking to, huh?! You think you can 'ask me' to leave you alone? Are you trying to boss me around?!"
>He slams you again.
"N-No! Of course not, Brad."
>He chuckles at this.
>"Well, it's too late now. Isn't it, boys?"
>You gulp as they they agree, their fists clashing against their palms.
>"We'll have to teach him a lesson."
>Figures.
>Brad's kneecap connects with your stomach.
>You arch forward as air escapes your lungs.
>Right after he's done, two more join in.
>You plummet to the floor.
>That blue haired asshole and his gang go all out on you.
>You feel kicks all across your body.
>Some of the pain goes away as adrenaline pumps through you.
>"Are you learning now, bitch!?"
>A foot hits you in the face, making your nose bleed.
>"Shit, okay, that's enough."
>They all stop as he speaks.
>"I'm sure he learned his lesson. But, just to be sure..."
>Brad smiles.
>He reaches out for your pocket.
>You don't even have the strength to refuse.
>He takes your phone and starts messing with it.
>"Say cheers."
>You hear a click, followed by a flash.
>He crouches down and goes for your pocket again, but he stops midway.
>"You know what? I'm keeping it for a while. I'll give it back to you when I'm sure you've, uhm... recapacitated, yeah."
>They all laugh as they start walking away.
>"Crap, I almost forgot. Congratulations on your prom date, Anon! That Rainbow bitch is hot. Try to man up a bit, though. She has you by the balls, man."
>They continue laughing as they disappear down the hallway.
>You look at the exit, only a few meters away.
>So fucking close.
>You limp through the streets, a couple of blocks away from the school.
>You could've gone back and reasoned with the principal, but with Brad in possession of your phone, it wasn't worth the risk.
>That recording is everything.
>You cross the street towards the city's square.
>A bench rests under a tree, facing the other way.
>Some shut eye is all you needed now.
>Besides, if you keep walking, you're sure you'll end up passing out.
>Better on a bench than on the ground.
>You stumble towards it, and slowly lay down.
>Your shut your eyelids and surrender yourself to your dreams.

(Optional side story)
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>Your eyes open up.
>A tree greets you.
>You are lying on a bench, shaking.
"Oh, shit. It was just a dream..."
>You let out a breath of relief.
>You look up towards the sky.
>The moon shines through the leaves of the tree.
>A cool breeze rustles them before it reaches you, sending chills across your spine.
>The night is quite chilly this time of year, and you are only wearing a shirt.
>Even your breaths come out as white fog.
>Wait a second, your stuff!
>You turn around quickly. It sends spikes of pain throughout your body.
>Your backpack is still here.
>All of your things still inside it.
>You sigh.
>Close one.
>Well, time to go.
>It takes you a while to stand up.
>Your body feels numb, but it still hurts with every move.
>You stumble forward, clenching your teeth with every step.
>Home.
>Your bed.
>Warmth.
>That's all you want right now.
>And then, it hit you.
>You can't go back.
>Your parents will murder you.
>Surely Celestia called them.
>But you can't stay here either.
>As you try to think of a solution a familiar voice interrupts your train of thought.
>"Anon?"
>You turn to face it.
>It's Sunset Shimmer.
>She recoils at seeing your bruised face.
>"Oh my god, Anon! Are you okay?"
>She walks towards you to get a closer look.
>"Anon, what happened?"
>You can't even look at her after all the awful things you said.
"Sunset, about earlier..."
>You struggle with the words.
"I-"
>She leans forward to meet your eyes, smiling.
>"Sh... Hey, it's okay. I know you didn't mean it, so don't worry about it. Besides, don't you remember how you kept talking to me after I tried to enslave everybody at the school? This was nothing compared to that."
>You chuckle as you return the smile.
>Another breeze blows past you.
>You can't avoid to shudder at the cold.
>She notices this.
>"Anon, you're freezing!"
>Suddenly, she places her arm over you.
>"Just lean on me, okay? My apartment is not far away from here."
>You blink twice.
"Y-Your apartment?"
>She nods.
>"Yeah! I share it with two other girls, Lyra and Bon Bon. They won't mind it, don't worry. Let's focus on getting you out of this cold for now."
>At first, you hesitate.
>But you just go with it.
>Her body feels incredibly warm. That's all it take for you to nod.
>And so, you both set out at a steady pace.
>The streets are busy.
>People give you curious looks as you walk, but ultimately ignore you both.
>You move your head to your left, towards Sunset.
>She is wearing a black sweater. Over it, a brown puffy jacket.
>Your eyes move downwards.
>Only a short black skirt covers her legs.
>You always wondered how women manage to face winter in those things.
>A plastic bag on her left hand catches your attention.
>She notices.
>"This thing?"
>She waves it around for emphasis.
>"Had to go to the bakery to buy breakfast."
>You tilt your head.
"With this cold? I'd rather starve."
>She chuckles.
>"The girls would kill me."
>You both stop at an intersection.
>"We take turns everyday. Bon Bon had to do it yesterday."
>You bring your quivering hands towards your face and blow some hot air into them.
>They are stiff as rock.
>Sunset tightens her grip on you.
>"Don't worry, Anon. We're almost there."
>The streetlight turns red, and you both go across the street.
"You never told me you shared an apartment before. Weren't you living with your parents?"
>She bites her lip and lets out a nervous laugh.
>"Well, I... actually, I never lived with my parents."
>Your eyebrows raise in disbelief.
"Wait, what?"
>She continues to chuckle nervously.
>"It's a long story. I'll tell you once we get home."
>You return your gaze to the street.
>It probably has to do with the whole she-demon thing.
>Whatever, you just need someplace warm right now.
>Halfway through the block Sunset makes you stop.
>A tall apartment building towers in front of you. >You look towards the entrance.
>It's quite spacious.
>A wide ramp extends all the way to the door.
>The walls around it are made of marble.
>You can even see a doorkeeper through the glass.
>"Anon, are you okay?"
>Her voice breaks you out of trance.
>One more second and you would be drooling.
"Yeah! I-Is this your place?"
>Please, say yes. Please, say yes.
>She nods.
>Finally some luck on your side.
>"Come on, Anon. Let's get you inside before you freeze."
>You both walk towards the entryway.
>The doorkeeper instantly recognises Sunset.
>He opens the door.
>"Miss Shimmer, and..."
>He looks at you with disgust on his face.
>You can't blame him, you look like shit.
"Anon. Friend of the miss here."
>"Alright then. Please, come in. It's freezing out there."
>As you enter you feel your muscles relax.
>It was warm as a summer afternoon here.
>You can't help but smile.
>"Much better, huh?"
>You nod. 
"You have no idea."
>Sunset calls the elevator.
>There are four of them.
>You still can't believe this.
"This place looks awesome. I don't mean to pry, but, how did you manage to afford it?"
>She turns to face you.
>"Oh! Uhm, the girls practically pay the whole rent by themselves. Well, their parents do. You could say they let me stay out of good will."
>You lucky girl.
"That's pretty nice of them. More so with them being a couple, you know? Sharing their private life with you might be difficult. "
>She gives you a puzzled look.
>"Couple? Where did you get that idea?"
>You return the same look.
"You are kidding, right?"
>She raises her eyebrows.
"The whole school knows about them. It's no big deal." 
>You hear a beep.
>Slowly, the elevator doors open.
>"Those are just hurtful rumors. They are friends, Anon. And pretty good ones."
>You get on the elevator with her.
>She presses the last button of the panel, the twentieth floor.
"I don't know, Sunset. Maybe too close?"
>She grunts at this.
>"I know them, I live with them. They are friends, and lets leave it at that."
>Screw it, you can't mess this up.
>Might as well go with it.
"If you say so..."
>The elevator beeps again, and it opens up.
>A black wooden door stands in front of it.
>It's a penthouse, isn't it.
>"Okay, then. Here we are."
>Nah, luck has a limit.
>She pulls out her keys out of her jacket and unlocks the door.
>Maybe not.
"Holy shit..."
>An enormous room greets you.
>You can see a big black couch in the distance, next to a glass panel that acts as a wall. It extends across the whole side of the apartment.
>In front of the couch, a huge TV that has the width of a pin.
>Your astonished face turns left.
>A bar with innumerable amount of bottles on its shelf rests there. 
>You look to the opposite side.
>A black wooden table with 6 chairs lays there. Above it, three long lamps go down like some sort of modern chandelier.
>Behind all this, glimpses of the kitchen.
>You step inside the apartment with your mouth agape.
>Suddenly, a hand stops you midway.
>”Your shoes, Anon.”
>You turn towards Sunset.
“Uh, what?”
>She shakes her foot for emphasis.
“Oh. Oh! Yeah, sorry.”
>Your shoes come off easily, and you place them next to Sunset’s.
>Besides them, two other pair of shoes.
>”Well, come on in! Let’s get you something warm to drink.”
>You don’t even feel cold anymore. 
>This is too much for your senses.
>You follow Sunset to the table while looking everywhere in the process.
>The place is amazing.
>”Wait here. I’ll be right back."
>You nod in response.
>She stops right before the entering kitchen.
>”What do you like? Chocolate? Coffee?”
>She probably has that Nespresso thing. Might be the only time you’ll be able to taste it.
“Uhm, some coffee would be perfect. Thanks.”
>She smiles.
>”You're welcome.”
>And with that said, she disappears into the kitchen.
>You twiddle with your thumbs as you wait.
>A shout breaks the silence.
>”We were just talking, that’s all!”
>Lyra stomps her way towards the bar.
>”Talking?! Saying he’s hot it’s not just talking!” Bon Bon responds, but she’s out of your field of view.
>”And who cares?! It’s not like anything was going to happen! Besides, I don’t need your permission to talk with guys,” Lyra spouts back.
>You hear a gasp.
>”You fucking whore!”
>Lyra ignores her as she goes behind the bar.
>”I want my phone back, you spying little bitch.”
>A grunt comes out of Bon Bon’s direction.
>”Here! Choke on it!”
>A phone flies across the room, hitting the wall next to the shelf full of bottles.
>Lyra hits the deck as her phone breaks to pieces above her.
>She stands up, fire on her eyes.
>”You are so dead,” Lyra threatens.
>You hear footsteps, and a door slam.
>Lyra grabs her head and drops it on the bar.
>You sit there wondering what to do.
>Where the hell is Sunset with your coffee?
>Aw, screw it.
>You stand up and head towards the bar.
>As you approach her you think of what to say.
>Something along the lines of ‘Hi!’ should do it.
>Yeah, go with that.
>Lyra perks up as soon as she hears your footsteps.
>”I fucking told-”
>She stops as she takes a good look at you.
>Right after that she screams, throwing a piece of her cell phone towards you.
”Oh, shit! Wait!”
>You barely manage to dodge it.
>She continues to throw you remains of her phone.
“Hey, stop that! I-”
>The battery hits you on your forehead.
“Fuck! Just stop it!”
>She freezes in place, a bottle on her trembling hand.
>Crap.
>You better choose your words carefully.
“Wow, okay… Here’s the thing; I’m a friend of Sunset. She invited me here. Also, she’s in the kitchen, struggling with a coffee.”
>You see Lyra’s muscles relax as she places the bottle back on the shelf.
>She lets out a long breath before answering.
>”Um, sorry about this. I thought you were a thief or something.”
>She stretches before giving you a smile.
>”Name’s Lyra.”
>You return the smile.
“I’m…”
>Until you remembered how she’ll instantly recognise you as the guy who got his ass kicked by Rainbow Dash.
>She arches her eyebrows expectantly.
>”Yes?”
>You sigh.
“Anon…”
>Wait for it.
>You close your eyes as you prepare for the inevitable burst of laughter.
>”Nice to meet you! Are you from CHS? I haven’t seen you before.”
>You raise your head in surprise.
“Uh… Yeah! I’m sleeping all the time, that’s why.”
>You chuckle nervously.
>”Hey, tell you what. Wanna play a game?”
>Wait, what?
“A game?”
>She smiles as she brushes her hair out of her face.
>”I had a bad day and I could use a bit of fun.”
>You shrug.
“Sure. What’s it about.”
>She reaches behind the bar.
>A bottle labeled as ‘Jose Cuervo’ lands on the table.
>Your eyes dance through the label.
>Tequila.
>You gulp.
>Your gaze focuses on her face.
>She gives you a smug look.
>”What’s the matter? Scared of a little alcohol?”
>Fuck it.
>After all that has happened, you could use a drink.
>You grin devilishly.
“Game on.”
>Lyra pulls two shot glasses from under the table.
>”Here’s the rules. One glass, one question. Fair enough?”
>You focus your gaze on the table.
“Uhm, where’s the salt and the lemons?”
>She smirks.
>”Nowhere.”
>You gulp.
>She pours tequila on both glasses, and gives one of them to you.
>”Seeing as you’re my guest, you should go first.”
>Your hand scratches the back of your neck.
”I don’t think that’s how it works… you should-”
>She rests her head on her palm as she raises both her eyebrows expectantly.
“Okay then.”
>You pick up the glass and stare at it.
>”It’s not getting any emptier.”
>A nervous chuckle comes out of your mouth.
“Y-yeah.”
>Well, here we go.
>One.
>Two.
>Three!
>You down it in one swift motion.
“Ugh!”
>Your hand hits the bar repeatedly.
“Holy shit, that thing burns!”
>She laughs.
>”Well, it’s tequila after all! Okay, hit me.”
>Question time.
“What was that whole screaming and throwing stuff that just happened between you and Bon Bon?”
>Her gaze is fixed up on her drink, both her hands around it.
>”It’s... complicated. She thinks I can’t talk to boys, just because I’m different.”
>You tilt your head sideways as you analyze her words.
“Different? What do you mean? Weren’t you two-”
>”Wow, hey, that’s a lot of questions for one drink.”
>You sigh.
“Fair enough. I guess it’s your turn.”
>She raises her glass.
>”Cheers!”
>And gulps it down, slamming it afterwards against the table.
>”Ah, that was good.”
>She straightens herself up and looks right at you.
>”Are you a virgin?”
>You choke and begin coughing.
>She chuckles at your little display.
>”You okay there?”
>You hit your chest a couple of times before answering.
“Wasn’t expecting something like that.”
>She just smirks back.
“And so that you know, no, I’m not.”
>Lyra puts both her hands behind her head.
>”Interesting.”
>You pour yourself another drink.
“Two can play this game, you know?”
>She perks up.
>”Now we’re talking.”
>You down your drink, arching backwards as it burns your throat.
“Phew, okay. Are you and Bon Bon a lesbian couple?”
>Her face forms a smile.
>”No.”
>Wait, what?
“Hold on a second. What do you mean, ‘no’?”
>She refills her glass.
>”No means no. We are just friends.”
>Oh, you bitch.
“Hey, that’s not fair!”
>She raises her glass once again.
>”Rules are rules.”
>And down it goes.
>Her hair flutters as she recoils.
>”Ugh, that one was strong. Now, what happened to your face?”
>Shit, your bruises.
>She can’t know Brad ganged up on you, she’ll laugh her ass off.
>Quickly, make something up!
“Uh… I was mugged! Yeah, that. Fucker stole my wallet. Luckily, right after that, Sunset found me, and here I am.”
>She gives you a sympathetic look.
>"Oh, no. Do you feel okay? Don't you want to go to the hospital?"
>You smile cockily.
"Whoa, too many questions for only one drink."
>Her gaze turns awkward.
>"Alright then..."
>Well, that was stupid.
>In your defense, alcohol is getting you dizzy.
>You struggle a bit with the bottle, and fill your glass.
>It disappears into the darkness of your throat.
>You barely felt it.
"This tastes quite good once you get used to it."
>She nods.
>"Yeah, the first shots are always a pain. After that, it's all good."
>You quizzically eye the roof as you think of what to ask.
>Oh boy, she won't weasel her way out of this one.
"Here it goes. Is sex between you two good?" 
>She chuckles, but she has a distant look in her eyes.
>"Well, it used to. It just isn't the same as the first days. Nowadays, we fight more than we talk. Maybe the flame just fades away after a while, you know? Or maybe we don't like each other anymore, and we're just going through the motions...."
>You miraculously manage to get every word she said, as the apartment dances around your head.
"You girls should take a break. Go out, meet other people, and so on. Once you both see how shitty they are, you'll be back together in no time."
>She nods.
>"Maybe we should. Before we end up killing each other."
>You both share a laugh.
>As you finish, you notice she's playing with her hair while giving you lusty looks.
>Was she doing this the whole time?
>You were never a perceptive guy. Most stuff just flies past you.
>You probably wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for your old friend, alcohol.
>Out of the sudden, you hear a small click sound, but you can't pinpoint its location.
>Lyra just smirks.
>She pours tequila on her glass and drinks it.
>"Last question."
>Part of you, well, your liver, is thankful for that, but seeing as this the last one, the rest of you shudders at the thought that she can go all out.
>You brace yourself for what is about to come.
>She leans forward, inches from your face.
>"Do you think I'm hot?"
>You freeze.
"I-I..."
>Her eyes go back and forth between yours as she gets closer.
>"Well?"
>Alcohol has no better idea than to tell you to act instead of talking.
>You slowly arch forward.
>Suddenly, her eyes turn right and you hear a loud thud, followed by the same click as before.
>Now you realize it was the latch of a door, and it came from where Bon Bon had stormed out before.
>Lyra grabs the glasses before moving away from you.
>Before you can even think about what just happened, Sunset voice echoes across the room.
>"Anon, your coffee's ready!
>Crap.
>Just try not to puke it and you'll be fine.