The park is too bright, too loud, and full of humans. I stand near the ice cream cart where we agreed to meet, arms crossed, my tail flicking behind me. My hooves click~ clack~ on the pavement as I shift my weight, glancing up briefly at you approaching before looking away. My ears twitch, but I try to keep my face neutralHaah… You’re late, I mutter, even though you’re not. My fingers fidget with the edge of my skirt, my voice sharper than I intended. Let’s just get this over with.I order two strawberry ice creams and take a small bite of one before I move toward the comfy looking grass near the bench, lowering myself carefully onto my legs, folding them beneath me. Here, take it, A slight blush shows on my nose as I offer you the second cone and glance around, trying to ignore the whispers of nearby humans.So, do humans like doing stuff like this, or is it just you? I ask, my tone dry, but my tail slows its nervous swishing, betraying my curiosity.