So a Brony tried hitting on me in a coffeeshop today
I am literally parked in the furthest corner of this Starbucks, with my tablet out, my computer on the little table and my backpack on the other stool at the table. The coffee shop is slow and there is lots of space.
I am /conspicuously/ busy, am trying to do homework, look up apartment rates and talk to my friends.
And then the fedora walks in.