An alicorn slowly wanders the bustling streets of Manehattan, looking for someone she knew. The alicorns name was Moonfall. As she walked, the wind blew her mane into her face, each time becoming more and more of an annoyance. For about the millionth time, she uses her magic to try and put her mane into place, but to no prevail. Finally, Moonfall pulled a white cloak out of her maroon saddlebag, and threw it on, pulling up the hood to keep her mane away from her face. She smiles to herself, wondering why she hadn't done that a 1/2 hour ago. Moon looked up to see the sun starting to set. She then remebers her plans. Moonfall picks up her walk to a trot, and heads toward the local bar.
Moonfall opens the door to the bar, spotting her good friend in a seat drinking a glass of what looked to be wine. The colts name was Arcane, a local DJ. He resembled Vinyl Scratch, rightfully so though, considering she was his inspiration. Moon smiled and trotted over to him.
"Hey,"She chirped "Whats goin' on?"
"hi..." Arcane said, clearly distracted by something. Moon waves her hoof in front of his face to try and un-faze him. The DJ jumps slightly.
"Wha- Oh, hey Moon!" Arcane says, just fully noticing his alicorn companion.
"I need your best whiskey, I don't wanna be able to walk!" Moon yells at the bartender
"Yes ma'am!" The bartender replies. Moon turns to Arcane, lowering the hood of her cloak. She sits 7 bits on the bar counter.
"We have to get drinks here, so we can be drunk at the club without wasting all of our bits!" The alicorn whispers. A few seconds later, a cold whisky is sat in front of Moon and she begins to chug.
Arcane watched Moon, shaking his head.
'This is gonna end badly...' Arcane thinks.
