Drunk
By: Spartan-Guy 88
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The door to the main bedroom of Carousal Boutique, and with it entered two Unicorn mares.
More specifically, two Unicorn mares whom have just returned home after a long night at the (for the most part) disastrous Grand Galloping Gala.
And one of them was quite intoxicated at the moment.
“I tol’ you –hic- darling…” Rarity slurred, leaning onto Twilight, whom was struggling to guide the drunken fashionista to her bed; “I… I appreciate whut you’re doin’… but I… I… can get home jus –hic- fine…!”
Twilight however was having none of it. As she finally got Rarity onto her bed, she spoke firmly; “Rarity, considering how much wine you drank after we left Donut Joe’s place, there was no way any of us were going to let you go home alone. You’ll thank me in the morning."
Rarity for her part lazily looked around the room she was in and exclaimed, “Oh mah gosh… Twi-Tw-Twilight… we’re in my –hic- room!”
Twilight let out a groan as she began to undress herself. “Yes Rarity, I know. We’re standing in it.”
About two minutes later, after Twilight had carefully removed her Gala dress and neatly stored it away, she then went over to the bed and started to get Rarity undressed; determined to not let her drunken friend use her dress as a makeshift set of pajamas. A couple more minutes later, both Unicorns were out of their dresses.
Just as Twilight began to tuck Rarity into her bed, the white-coated mare asked; “Why don’t you –hic- sleep ‘ere tonight?”
Twilight was about to decline her offer when she suddenly felt the effects of a long and (for the most part) disappointing
night take a hold of her. Her eyes grew heavy and her movements slowed to a crawl.
Admitting defeat, she replied, “Oh to Tartarus with it. I did tell the other girls that I may wind up sleeping here anyway.”
After climbing into the bed with Rarity, Twilight tried to fall asleep, until she heard what sounded like soft sobbing coming from her friend. Turning towards her, she saw that her suspicions were true, for Rarity had moisture building in her eyes and was in fact looking quite depressed.
“Rarity,” Twilight asked in a concerned tone, “What’s wrong?”
After a brief pause, Rarity replied, “How coul’ it all go scho… wrong?! H-he was shupposed to be a –hic- kind and gentle prince… and all I got wus a –hic- jerk!”
Not wasting another moment, Twilight pulled Rarity into a gentle hug and let the drunken fellow Unicorn cry.
“It’s going to be okay Rarity…” Twilight whispered into her ear “…Just let it out.”
After a couple of moments, Rarity –both physically and mentally exhausted- finally fell asleep.
Just as Twilight followed suit, she couldn’t help but think to herself. “Maybe the one you’re meant to be with is still out there, wondering when you’ll find him... or her…”
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