*“It’s okay. We aren’t in the same class. Just don’t forget that some of us watch the sunset too.”

- The Outsiders*

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The scratchy, cold bricks pressed against the frail Draconequus’ back as she leaned into the side of the abandoned building that was found on the outskirts of town. This is where all the “cool” ponies hung around. She’d seen them often, even watched them from afar from the safety of the treeline, observing their behavior. They didn’t seem to have a care in the world; cool, aloof, even daring; she wanted to be like them. Well, not actually be like them, but just be like them for a little while; long enough for her to grow closer with the rock-n-roll stallion, Retro Dash. He and his band-mates usually came here to drink and smoke and just generally hang out and do cool guy stuff! She could do that for him, since that’s what he seemed to like and want… yeah! It’d be easy as pie!

Ophelia rubbed her arms as a chilly breeze blew through the air, rustling the now apparent empty backlot. She licked her lips and smiled, proud of herself even though she was alone, knowing how impressed they would all be when they seen her standing there all aloof without a care int he world! Just like them… just like him! She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small kazoo. This is what they’d been smoking, right? It was kind of difficult to pick out all the major details when spying from the trees. But this definitely seemed to be right! She held the small instrument in her hands, examining its sleek design and yellow paint job. Boy were they going to be impressed with her! She was like a whole new pony, no longer goofy and loud, but now she was chill and collected. 

Oph took a calm breath and brought the instrument to her lips and took a slow, deep inhale. As she sucked in, the small toy released a slightly annoying wrrrrzzz sound as she did so. Closing her eyes she relished in the moment, unknown to her that she was actually smoking… well, nothing. She pulled the kazoo away from her lips and breathed out a glowing, glittering pink smoke cloud; placebo magic at its finest. She was ready. She couldn’t wait for them to stumble upon her.

Little did she know, she’d already missed Retro and his gaggle of followers long ago, as Oph spent most of her night prepping for her appearance and gathering her outfit and other necessary cool guy materials. She would spend most of the night alone, excitedly waiting for her love interest, practicing magical smoke tricks, the works! Until eventually she fell asleep, curled up against the cold bricks until the morning sun rose. 

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Just a look into one of the many things Ophelia has done to try and win the heart of the untouchable Retro Dash. Ophelia had done numerous things, but her rebellious punk stage was a memorable one.

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