Candy was in a dazze after her party. Everything seemed a blur at first. But then she collected her self up and focused a bit. When her sight was clear, she could she punch cups litter all around the place.

“There’s gonna be a lot of cleaning to do,” mumbled Candy to herself.

“What was that you were saying Candy?” asked a very familiar voice. Candy searched for the sorce and after a few seconds found it well it was more of a her accually. It was Claire, her friend painting her claws. Candy slowly got up and carefully tortted towards Claire. In a clumsy way.

“Becareful Candy, you just passed out,” warned Claire. When Candy reached Claire, she rested her head on the mare’s back and heaved a breath of relief. Candy rubbed her tierd face with her hoof.

“How long was I out?” asked Candy. Her stomach felt sore and she had a slight headache.

“You passed out for about 5 or 6 hours I guess,” answered Claire.

“Uuhhhhh, I- I think someone dupped alchohal in the punch blow,” said Candy as she turned around.

“I noticed,” said Claire clamly.

“Why are you here anyways Claire? I thought you had work today,” asked Candy again. Ussually Claire is busy in days like these.

“Oh, about that. T is taking care of the shop today. Plus Annie wanted me to look after you.”

“Hmm! Okay…..I guess,” mumbled Candy.

“So, how was your first time having a drink?” asked Claire, putting down her claw polished and gave Candy a look with a bit of curiosity.

“Hmmm? Oh! Umm….I guess It was okay. Not really bad, to be honest it tasted wierd. But it was okay……I guess I just don’t like the hangover much,” replied Candy studing her hoof for no reason.

“You’ll get use to that darling, trust me I know how it feels,” Claire turned her attention back to her claws, picked up the brush and countinued her claw painting.

“hmm….I guess I will, but for know I just want to avoid it…bluuuhhhhh mhhhhmmmmm naahhhhh,” Candy trailed of a bit with her words. Claire sigh, it looks like Candy was still drunk.

“Darling you’re a bit drunk, want me to get some water?” asked Claire while putting down her brush.

“No…..not now I guess, how’s T doing?”

“He’s doing fine, why do you ask,” said Claire while studing her half painted claw. The polish was about to dry.

“Claire you’re so silly, of course I need to know how T is doing. Everyone wants to know how thier crush is doing,” blurted Candy without even noticing.

“What did you say darling,” asked Claire staggerd by what Candy had said.

“Is said….Everyone wants to know how thier crush is doinggg……..,” Candy trailed of once again but this time she fall into a deep slumber. Unconscious of what is happening.

Claire felt numbed for a moment. Candy, had a crush on her brother. Claire slowly got up.

“ I think I’ll put you to bed,” said Claire. But there was no reply. For Candy was already asleep.