>”…sey...osey…osey…Posey!”
>Jolting up from her daze, she looks back at Windy and then to her surroundings.
>The Ponk’s Cafe sign behind her friend dangles in the air as the calm breeze barely pushes it.
“What, Windy?”
>”You’ve been acting weird lately. You alright, Posey?”
“Me? Weird? I’m just fine.”
>Windy brow raises at Posey’s quick deflection. She takes a sip of her flat white.
>”You sure? You’ve been eyeing that Anon creature all week.”
>Posey sweats nervously as she taps her fore hooves on the round steel table.
“No way, I was just enjoying this fine day, you know.”
>”You’ve been following his every move since he appe- Oh. Ooooohhhh, I know what’s going on.
>Posey blushes profusely with embarrassment as Windy’s smug expression shines on through the pegasus
“It’s not that! I’m just making sure that ape thing doesn’t do anything stupid!”
>”Posey, we’ve known each other for a long time. You’re not a good liar.”
>Posey’s ears fold down as she knows that she can’t trick Windy.
“Fine, I have a little crush...”
>”Little? More like pretty big, you’ve been staring at him for ten minutes.”
>Posey lays her head on the and covers her face with her hooves.
“Ugghhh… I’m a bad friend… I should’ve been listening to your retelling of Pega-High cheerleader tryouts during your freshmare year.”
>”Cheerleader? The last time I mentioned that was probably twenty minutes ago… or was that thirty minutes ago...”
>Posey groans as she realizes that she’s been staring at the human for more than ten minutes.
>”Don’t you worry, Posey! I’ll help you get the stallion by being your wingmare.”
>Posey’s head lifts up a bit to have her chin laying on the table and her cheeks full of glumness.
“Don’t bother, it’s just a stupid crush that will go away soon.”
>”No way, Posey. I saw the look of full on love in your eyes. You should really confess your love t-”
“NO!”
>Posey suddenly places her hooves on her mouth, realizing that she just yelled at her best friend.
>Windy was taken aback, but then returns with a calm and welcoming smile as she places her forelegs on the table.
>”Please. Let me help you, Posey. You don’t want to be a lonely shut in for the rest of your life.”
“You’re not going to give up until I agree, are you?”
>”You bet your cutie mark I’m not!”
“Ugh. Fine, let’s get it over with…”
>”That’s the spirit! Ok, let’s plan!”
>Windy points over to Mane Melody where Anon was entering and exiting the building that was going through some renovations.
>”When he leaves Mane Melody to get some materials, you will ease your way in and have a nice conversation.”
>Posey lifts her head and groans.
“I already know that part; I want to know how to ask him out.”
>”You can try the indirect approach. What do you two have in common?”
“Well, he’s interested in the arts. That’s how we first met, actually, but he already goes to the art museum often.”
>”Well, how about the movies?”
“The movies? That’s not a bad idea.”
>Windy clops her hooves together with glee
>”Then it’s settled!”
>Posey sighs and gets up from her chair to trot over to Anon.
>”Go get 'em, tiger!”
“All right, what could possibly go wrong. I just hope that Izzy isn’t going to appe-OOF!”
>While Windy cringes, Posey shakes her head and looks up to see the figure of Anon looming over.
>>”Oh crap, you alright, Posey?”
“I’m fine, just fine.”
>Posey tries to save face as she gets up from the ground.
>>”You sure? You tripped over some of those planks and hit your face pretty hard.”
“I said I’m FINE.”
>Anon drops his worry for Posey in an attempt to not piss off the little pony.
>>”So what are you doing here on this fine day?”
“Well, I was enjoying some quality time with Windy and I saw you were doing something with Mane Melody. Is there some renovation going on?”
>>”That’s right, the interior needs some replacement materials and Pipp wants some extensions to the building.”
>Posey looks through the window to see one of the walls smashed open with some construction ponies having a lunch break.
“So it is. Say, do you have anything planned this weekend?”
>>”Not really? Why?”
“*sighs* I want you to go the mo-”
>A can of paint falls onto her head, coating her head in the pink substance.
“ALRIGHT!!! WHO DID THAT!?!?!”
>She looks up to see a pegasus named Paint Pots looking down in fear.
>Posey’s face is red with fury as Anon looks at her, knowing well that she can’t be controlled when she’s pissed.
“YOU WORTHLESS PILE OF SHIT!!! DON’T FLY WHEN YOU’RE CARRYING LIQUIDS!!!”
>After yelling at the poor pegasus, Posey saw that Anon was already back to work thanks to the head stallion ordering him about.
>Posey sadly trots away to her house; Windy notices this and follows after her.
>”Posey! Where are you going?”
“Home…”
>”Home? Why?”
“*sigh* It’s no use. It’s better to let this crush run its course.”
>”Posey, you can’t just give up because of one measly accident.”
 “Then what will happen if I try it out again? What happens if my bad luck hurts him?”
>”I’m positive it won’t! Look at the previous days, you didn’t experience bad luck, did you?”
“No, but-”
>”No buts! I won’t allow you to drag yourself down! I will help you get the stallion.”
>Posey raises her head up to look at Windy and smiles.
“Thanks, Windy.”
>Windy hugs Posey tightly.
>”That’s what friends are for.”