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// 3: Milkshake 
// Story: Evening Mist: A Story 
// by HenBasket 
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It all started a few weeks ago when I met this really cute colt in school. At first I thought he was cool, but as time went on, I started to realize I had feelings for him. Like romantic feelings. I was afraid to tell him, because I was scared to. I guess he thought the same way, because he asked me if I wanted to ‘go out’ with him. I hesitated at first, but eventually agreed. 

We started having lunch together at school, sitting together at assemblies, even just laying under the tree during recess. One day, we decided to go to the ice cream shop to get some milkshakes. Turns out, we didn’t have enough bits to each get one, so we decided to share a large one. I told him about my life at the orphanage and how Mr. Quilt is a big meanie, and he told me about his dreams of becoming a doctor. Everything was going nice until…

Evening just stood there crying, almost unable to finish. Eventually he pulled himself together and was able to finish the story. 

Mr. Quilt came up, saw us sharing the milkshake and he called us ‘faggots.’ Did I mention his name? Oh yeah his name’s Rainfall. Rainfall was appalled. I was hurt. Mr. Quilt always found a way to ruin everything that made me happy. He dragged me back to the orphanage and locked me in my room. 

He was so mad that he even bolted bars over my window so I couldn’t escape. Thankfully, Rainfall told his parents, and they lodged a complaint. An inspector came and he was forced to take the bars off. This was yesterday. And I guess that leaves us here. That’s what happened.