“Look there she is!” Rarity walked out off a Canterlot eatery with a milk chocolate stallion accompanying her. They stepped out into a crowd of fans and paparazzi all clamoring to get a picture of the fashionista.
“This happen to you often?” the stallion asked while muscling his way through the crowd.
“Nearly everywhere I go. Fame comes at a price.” They laboriously made their way to Rarity’s private carriage, Rarity waving to her fans as they passed through.
“I must say those ponies get more rambunctious every time I go out.” Rarity sighed as she stepped into the carriage.
“I’ll say. One of them bit my tail,” He checked his flank a few times before climbing in.
“Oh, my dearest apologies. They can get out of hoof sometimes. I’ve had a few cut my hair.” she huffed with a hoof to her bun. “I hope it wouldn’t be too much to ask, but would you like to go out again next week?”
The stallion began darting his eyes around as if he were looking for a way out. “Um, well…...I-I dunno about next week. There’s this new construction project downtown, and I don’t think I’ll be free for a while.” he said with a nervous grin. Rarity looked down on him with a blank expression.
“If you are going to tell a lie so blunt at least have the courtesy to put some truth behind it.” she fumed sternly.
“Wh-what are you……”
“You told me that you are an artist, and there is no current construction project anywhere in Canterlot!” she scolded with crossed fore-legs.
“I-I’m so…..”
“Look, if you did not want to be with me all you had to do was say so,”
He hung his head low and slumped in the seat. “I should let those ravenous beasts have you, but I am better than that so I’ll take you home. But you are NEVER to speak to me again, understood?”
He nodded like a colt who just went against his mother’s wishes.
The ride back to the stallion’s house was a very tense one. rarity sat upright with a frown while her date sat slouched besides her. She would occasionally steal a glance at him only to return her eyes forward. “Of course he only wanted to date me due to social status. How could I be such a fool AGAIN!” she thought furiously. The carriage came to a halt in front of some old worn apartment complexes. The stallion opened the door and stepped out.
He turned around “I’ll see you later Rar…” She slammed the carriage door in his face.
“Are you okay Miss Rarity?” her bearer asked.
“Sorry Fleethoof, I didn’t know you heard,”
“It’s all alright Miss. Where to now?”
“J-Just take me back to the hotel,” she shivered.
“Good evening Miss Rarity.” a young bellhop greeted. “I know that you had the best night ever.”
She cringed at the memory. “Yes it.. was a night to remember,” she walked past all the ponies going about their business in the lobby.
“Thare she is,” a loud female voice called from behind.
“Oh no. Hello Photo Finish!” Rarity greeted as casually as she could.
“Hallo, hallo, miss Rarity.” the carolina blue mare greeted. “How was your evening? I heard that some luck stallion courted equestria’s greatest designer.”
“Why does everypony have to bring this up?” “Yes, well we didn’t...fit as well as I thought we would,” she answered with an annoyed grin/
“Really?” Photo Finish gasped “He was real handsome to. I thought that he would’ve been able to spend the night with you.”
Rarity turned her snout up in disbelief. “I'm not that easy,” she protested.
“Of course not. Any stallion would dream of becoming the partner of Rarity, no?”
“More or less,” Rarity mumbled to herself.
“No?!”
“Oh, uh yes, yes. I can have any stallion that I want,” Rarity halfheartedly agreed.
“Good, now I go!” With that the eccentric fashion mogul left the lobby with her assistants in tow.
“If anypony says anything that is related to a relationship I don't know what I'll do but it may end with me in prison,” she thought angrily as she went up the stairs. She looked up the at the never ending spiral extending up into what seemed like forever. “Of course I had to get the penthouse suite!” she yelled to no one.
Rarity sluggishly sulked to her room. She opened her door and slammed it close. Not a moment later she walked up to her bed, looked down on it for a few seconds, then she collapsed face first into the mattress. She sobbed uncontrollably occasionally berating herself for being so foolish. She lifted her head from the mattress, face a matted mess with smeared makeup. “That was the fourth one this month!” she whined in between sobs. “What is the matter with me? Do I offend? Am I just a prize to them?!” She buried her face in the mattress again sobbing uncontrollably. “That's it, I am finished with stallions. I'm finished with the opposite gender, any gender for that matter.” Then she broke down again. “No, NO! I am stronger than this! I am the most famous designer in all of Equestria. I am an element of harmony. I am Rarity!” she proudly stated. Then she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. A bottle of red wine sitting in the complimentary ice bucket. She returned her eyes forward trying to take her mind off of any alcohol. “No, I will not drown my sorrows like some old lonely drunkard,” she thought sternly. She bit her lip while stealing glances at the wine. “I'll go to sleep. It is late anyway,” she said with shakiness present in her tone. She trotted over to the ice bucket and levitated the wine out. She walked out to the balcony and launched it over the edge to the street below. “There,” she smiled. She trotted back to her bed. Laying down she saw the princesses castle like a beacon over the rest of the city. She yawned and closed her eyes letting the warm comforting embrace of sleep take her.