MCA #2- Saturday morning

Rey had had a great night. And sure, she wasn't really used to drinking much and was maybe pretty far off on concepts like pacing herself, or judging when something was sneakily super alcoholic. She'd still had a blast, and while her apartment might be a disaster right now, she didn't have to deal with it. She got to go across the hall with Silver for the night and he'd been tasked with keeping her busy while other people cleaned up. This was all great.

What wasn't great was the morning, because the sound of tiny clopping hoofprints woke her up too early, and it sounded so loud on top of the throbbing headache she already had. And when she lifted her head to see the little horse walking around, she realized groggily, "I'm not training today."

Oh honey, everyone else knew that days ago.