First she'd apparently passed out on top of her bed without removing most of her outfit. The snug, dark charcoal vest was lying on the floor next to her bed but that was as far as she'd gotten. Her cravat was crumpled and her mane and were a disheveled, by Rarity's standards, mess.
But a greater concern to her was the unrelenting, agonizing headache that threaten to detonate her head. Her stomach was a churning maelstrom, and what had been the wondrous taste of the many stouts last night
was now a thick, foul tasting, sticky film in her mouth. Yep she'd forgotten to brush her teeth.
Oh and she needed to pee big time.
The Element of Generosity laid there in bed trying to muster up the courage to get out of bed and make it the bathroom. Beyond that her muddled mind was trying to weigh its options.
She could drink some water and take a mouthful of Foalsmane and then just return to bed and hope for a return to unconsciousness.
She could make herself some breakfast but that seemed a little too daunting of a challenge in her current state.
She toyed with the idea of staggering over to Ponyville General Hospital and getting one those new, wondrous blood transfusion things that Twilight had been talking about so much recently, but she dismissed that idea since she doubted her ability to make the journey there.
Well she had to do something but it was so hard to make a decision in this state. Especially with this pounding that was growing in her head. It was only at the last second that she realized that the pounding was actually of hooves coming down the hall to her room. A second later the door to her bedroom flew open and she remembered.
Rarity had agreed today to help design a dress for Applebloom to wear when Stone Mane came to visit this summer, and now CMC were standing in the doorway looking at her.