Thread:VictoriousQueen88/@comment-38158014-20190723212231/@comment-40162417-20190731020235

Kian sat back further.

Just as it seemed someone was about to snap and start a war--

The door opened, showing the very confused freckled face of a boy around a grade or so younger than Kian. He blinked at the scene, noted how a few people were glaring at each other (and him), and blurted, "Well, this isn't the Equestrian Association."

Then he bolted, slamming the door behind him.