(Story extract)
 
The soft clatter of hooves against the wood floor caught my attention, flicking back over to the radio screen and pulling the thick sleeve over it, leaning back against the soft chair. The frazzled bluish mane of Aerith caught my vision as she passed through the doorway, pausing to let loose a long yawn before opening up one of the cabinets and retreiving a box of cereal. Sugar Bombs, perfect cereal for the explosive enthusiast with a high caffeine tolerance. Levitating clumpfuls of the cereal into her mouth and crunching them down, she slid into the booth across from me, rubbing at her eyes with a hoof. ‘Didn’t realize how uncomfortable that suit was to sleep in. Did realize how comfortable the beds here are.’
 
“Comfy enough for Static to still be sleeping like a rock, that’s for sure. Hell, even my foreleg thought so, it was still asleep while the rest of me wasn’t.” Letting off a little chuckle, Aerith returned a smile through her mouthful of sugar-coated bombs, passing the box over to me. Taking it in a hoof, I bent one of the flaps down, tilting my head back and pouring a mouthful out, setting it back down on the table afterwards and starting to chew. Mm, can almost not taste the staleness around the sugar. Aerith levitated out another clump, swallowing her mouthful and taking the new one.