Music Note pulled her tight black sweater over her head, somehow managing to drag herself out of bed yet again. Her hair was in knots, same with the hairs on her tail. 'Uugh.....why couldn't today be a rainy day.....at least I wouldn't have to go outside again....' She thought to herself. She looked out the window, seeing the cheery sunlight pouring through. Sighing to herself, she stretched her arms out, slipping into a pair of warm, comfortable pink slippers.
The light footsteps she took echoed throughout her house as she stepped down the stairs, either to lounge in front of her TV again, or actually try and enjoy this day. 'Pfft.....why enjoy this day if nothing interesting's going to happen....' Music passed the full-body mirror that rested on the wall near the foot of the stairs. Her tan colored coat clashed rather well with her sweater.....just as a little reminder, a teeny pair of black lace panties rested inbetween her thighs, and just by looking at it gave her a slight blush. Her cutie mark, which was a large guitar with two musical notes shooting from the shaft, shone bright against the artifical light hanging on the ceiling. Hearing her stomach growl, she walked calmly into the kitchen, looking through the fridge for something that didn't require intense cooking. Remembering instantly that she'd forgotten something in this daily routine, she pulled away from the fridge, reaching onto the top of the large metal box to find a pill bottle.
The pill bottle brought back memories when she was first moving into Ponyville. She'd been having nightmares. Now, granted, nightmares usually are dealt with by this age, but Music Note was very scared of her nightmares. They were usually graphic, showing for several hours either someone hurting her, or her family. In rare instances, she was even raped in one of her nightmares. Her new doctor, Dr. Quick Heal, had prescribed her a bunch of medications to try and resolve her nightmares. Popping the cap off of the orange bottle, she poured two circular, orange pills into her hand, just as the doctor had ordered. Reaching for a small carton of milk in the fridge, she downed the pills, along with the entire container of milk. 'Great....now I have a REASON to go outside. Celestia knows what'll happen.' Crumpling the container and tossing it into the trash, she reached for a pair of black, baggy pants hanging up on the coat rack near the door. She slipped into them, tripping over her feet and falling onto the ground. Thankfully, and a bit shamefully, her breasts stopped any major injury to her torso. Shaking her head, and rubbing her arm, she reached for a large, black guitar case, unzipping the zipper to reveal a 100 Series Sapele Acoustic guitar. Sighing, she zipped her posession back up, throwing it onto her shoulder, and walking out the door, locking it behind her.