A Melody Worth Dying For

Octavia walked up to the table in the food court. She sat on the stool by the table, and looked at the menu. 'Green tea seems nice,' she thought to herself. A waitress trotted up to her. "Hi, i'm Latte, i'll be your waitress for today. What can I get you to drink?" Octavia looked up. This Latte filly was a unicorn with a creamy brown coat and a dark brown mane. Her cutie mark was a cup with curly steam over it. "I'd like green tea, please." Octavia replied. "Alright, it'll be here shortly." "Thank you." Octavia sighed and grabbed a newspaper from her saddlebag. She began to read, when she looked up. A white unicorn with a messy blue mane was sitting across the court, eating a daisy daffodil sandwich. The unicorn used her magic to lift her glasses off her face, and Octavia realized she had pretty red eyes. The unicorn turned towards her, and Octavia gasped. She felt a spark in her heart, and she realized the unicorn's eyes shined. They started trotting towards each other, almost like they were magically forced. Octavia knew then they'd be great friends.