Lightning kept his walk. But suddenly, when a loud voice erupted in the cafe, he spun around and dashed inside, just in-case anyone was in trouble. He was belted with silence and warmth, one pony silently drinking a hot chocolate, another staring daggers at a newcomer of the cafe, who was obviously the one making the loud noise. He hoped no one had noticed him, and as he was about to leave, he actually realised how warm it was compared to outside. And he only had a thin jacket, so he decided to stay a while longer. He moved near the corner of the cafe, as to not cause any trouble. At least he hoped so. He'd never really felt the notice of a pony before, other than getting in trouble. The only person he had ever cared for was his brother. "And now he's gone." He smiled sadly looking down at the table. "Maybe I should just leave him. Let him live his own life, I hope his new parents are treating him well. But he won't remember me, no one will. I'll just be another soul passing through the grave clutches of life. No one to love. No one to be loved by." He envied anypony who found love. "I guess that's just the way it' supposed to be." He looked around the cafe, he saw many mares, all quite stunning. It would probably just end up with his rejection, just depression in the form of a mare, and that was something he couldn't deal with at the time. So he just sat there, and faced the wall. (OOC: Omg I now realise how bad I am at this stuff. THE CRINGES.!.!.)