You board with the few other late commuters and try not to doze off as the rhythmic sound of the tracks serenades you. Ponyville wasn’t completely shut down, but most of the restaurants had already closed. A few drunk stallions laugh loudly to themselves as you pass them on your way back to the apartment. You honestly didn’t know what to expect from Dash, you’d never really let her down before. You have to think of someway to make it up to her.