Reading this right now · 3:15pm Nov 1st, 2022
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/294264/better-late-than-never
Indigo Zap finished her milkshake, then looked out the window.
Nothing.
She looked at Sugarcoat, Sunny Flare, and Sour Sweet. All three of them collectively shrugged back at her.
Finally, she looked around the rest of Sugarcube Corner. Other customers, seated at their own tables and booths, continued to talk and eat, barely aware of Indigo's existence, if they were aware at all.
"Late as usual," Indigo huffed, looking at the time on her phone. She growled at the numbers. "Where. Is. Lemon Zest?"
I don't think I have ever had so many friends in the same place at once. Last time I had a birthday, I actually cried after receiving the birthday card since I felt like some of the people who had shown some other friend so much more attention barely paid attention to me. The other time I had a birthday, I also had some bad mental health symptoms that might have gotten me hospitalized.
Really makes me think back to high school, where I would see two or three of my friends hanging out without me and getting desserts at similar dessert places to the one described here.
"Hah! I totally made it!" Lemon said, taking her headphones out of her bag. "Betcha thought I wouldn't, but I showed all of you!"
"Like you could blame us?" Sour Sweet said, clenching her teeth. She yanked Lemon's headphones to her side of the table. "What took you so long that you couldn't even answer our texts?"
"Um..." Lemon giggled sheepishly, as she put a hand behind her head. "...emergency jam session?"
"I knew we shouldn't have sent you to Music," Indigo groaned.
"Are you kidding?" Lemon gasped. "That was, like, the best class you could have sent me to!" Missing the others' eyerolls, she kept talking. "That Vinyl, she's soooooo cool, you guys. We totally hung out after class—all I have to do is say the word 'beat' and she gets going like a rocket! Seriously, we could've talked for dmmph mmrp hm dm!"
Damn. Hit me right where it hurts.
The others turned to see the last seven girls they wanted to see. Marching towards the diner's entrance was a group of students from Canterlot High. A very specific group. Indigo's heart sank.
I also get this feeling and relate to it so much, sigh.
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