by Starry Night Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:10 am
Starry nodded at Shutter, nervously, and raised her glass. The last time she drank, she had managed to wake up in somepony else's bed and ruin her reputation. Well... there was no turning back now. She took a small sip, just a bit off the top of the glass.
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'Oh gods no...' Starry opened her eyes. It was early morning, just the break of dawn. She was laying beneath a tent, in what appeared to be a griffon-size sleeping bag. It was large enough for two ponies, and was fully occupied. Her eyes were wide in shock, as she could feel the body of a pony breathing beside her.
Starry simply froze. She had no idea who this pony was, but Starry was too afraid of finding out. 'Nope. Just going to mine my own business, look at the sky... what a pretty sky. Yep, nothing to think abou- oh gods, my clothes are at the foot of the bed. I did it.'
Starry had no idea whose camp this was, but hopefully the pony sleeping next to her might remember. Actually, it would probably be better if they didn't remember anything. Starry was just going to remain silent for a while... but curiosity got the better of her.
"H-hello?" she asked, hoping the pony would answer. She could hear the pony stirring, and immediately regretted her decision.