Subject: Jesse adjusted his white bow tie as he followed the new directions on his card.
Posted on: 2017-02-15 13:10:11 UTC

He hoped he got paired with someone nice. He hadn't courted a lady in... it had to be at least five years. And sure, this wasn't regular courting, but it was a sight better than nothing. Ami... he thought, peering down at his directions. He swung mid-step and stopped in front of one of the tables, his most charming grin firmly in place. He extended a hand, saying, "Miss Ami, I pre--"

That was a horse.

He blinked, sure he was wrong.

No, that was most definitely a horse.


((Can we all stop to appreciate the irony of a cowboy speed-dating a pony?


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