Sitting in a coffee shop, Discord ponders the intricacies of his newfound freedom while coming to terms with how boring it all is. Even the little things in life are starting to become unentertaining. Who would have thought being a good guy was this uneventful. Still, good to his word, he tries to behave himself to the best of his ability. Having visited the same place everyday for weeks now, nothing new seemed to be happening, that is until she walked through the door.

(Humanized story written by a friends request. Not my cup of tea, but here you all go.)