Fallout Equestria: Sleepless in Seaddle (Closing, IC)

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Just drinking my problems away... I guess..." Pitch answered. He then started giggle, "Want to have some... fun, Sexy?" he winked at her. Pitch really had no idea what he was doing, or what he was in for; he was just too drunk to control himself.

Trit looked at Pitch. "Fun? What kind of fun do you want to have?" She grins hugely at him, knowing what he was talking about, but still wanting to tease him about it. "Too bad Ghost went upstairs... He could have used some 'fun'..." She giggles at her statement.

Frost was still standing by the door way mumbling drunkenly about a magical something or other. She stumbled over to Trit's side and leaned on her. "But . . . Then I have to share . . . I don' wanna share you Trit."

[The Flutterlands]

"Just drinking my problems away... I guess..." Pitch answered. He then started giggle, "Want to have some... fun, Sexy?" he winked at her. Pitch really had no idea what he was doing, or what he was in for; he was just too drunk to control himself.

Trit looked at Pitch. "Fun? What kind of fun do you want to have?" She grins hugely at him, knowing what he was talking about, but still wanting to tease him about it. "Too bad Ghost went upstairs... He could have used some 'fun'..." She giggles at her statement.

"Yeah..." Pitch giggled. He leaned against Trit and wrapped his hoof around her. "Can I... Can I... Can I taste some of those flavors you've been trying... After, I think I might have some more vodka upstairs... Want to take a look, after I taste those flavors? ... Heh heh...Then we can have some real 'fun'. Heh heh" He then gave Trit a quick kiss on the cheek. As he pulled his face away, he turned red, and giggled childishly. He looked to Frost. "Want to join us, Frosty Wosty? Then we can double the fun!"

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Yeah..." Pitch giggled. He leaned against Trit and wrapped his hoof around her. "Can I... Can I... Can I taste some of those flavors you've been trying... After, I think I might have some more vodka upstairs... Want to take a look, after I taste those flavors? ... Heh heh...Then we can have some real 'fun'. Heh heh" He then gave Trit a quick kiss on the cheek. As he pulled his face away, he turned red, and giggled childishly. He looked to Frost. "Want to join us, Frosty Wosty? Then we can double the fun!"

Frost looked at him uncertainly, "But . . . You're umm . . . You're a stallion . . . I'm not . . . I don't like stallions." She said awkwardly and drunkenly. "Besides, I don't want to share Trit." She said softly.

[Morlodania]

"Yeah..." Pitch giggled. He leaned against Trit and wrapped his hoof around her. "Can I... Can I... Can I taste some of those flavors you've been trying... After, I think I might have some more vodka upstairs... Want to take a look, after I taste those flavors? ... Heh heh...Then we can have some real 'fun'. Heh heh" He then gave Trit a quick kiss on the cheek. As he pulled his face away, he turned red, and giggled childishly. He looked to Frost. "Want to join us, Frosty Wrosty? Then we can double the fun!"

Trit looked back and forth, Pitch on one side, Frost on the other, and tried to think. A voice in the back of her head told her how bad of an idea this whole thing was. It did sound like a hell of a lot of fun, but at the same time... It felt... Wrong. The alcohol clouded her mind, and she did her best to think clearly for even a second. She managed it, but just barely. "This sounds fun, really... But... It also feels... Wrong... Sorry." She tried to walk away, but she was sandwiched between the two, and wasn't going anywhere fast... So, she just decided to stand there, waiting for them to let her go.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Yeah..." Pitch giggled. He leaned against Trit and wrapped his hoof around her. "Can I... Can I... Can I taste some of those flavors you've been trying... After, I think I might have some more vodka upstairs... Want to take a look, after I taste those flavors? ... Heh heh...Then we can have some real 'fun'. Heh heh" He then gave Trit a quick kiss on the cheek. As he pulled his face away, he turned red, and giggled childishly. He looked to Frost. "Want to join us, Frosty Wrosty? Then we can double the fun!"

Trit looked back and forth, Pitch on one side, Frost on the other, and tried to think. A voice in the back of her head told her how bad of an idea this whole thing was. It did sound like a hell of a lot of fun, but at the same time... It felt... Wrong. The alcohol clouded her mind, and she did her best to think clearly for even a second. She managed it, but just barely. "This sounds fun, really... But... It also feels... Wrong... Sorry." She tried to walk away, but she was sandwiched between the two, and wasn't going anywhere fast... So, she just decided to stand there, waiting for them to let her go.

Frost looked at Trit in slight sadness. "I see . . . Umm . . ." She said whoozily. Frost kissed Trit one last time and moved off to the door, "I'll be at the tavern . . . If you need company, I'll keep . . . I'll keep the vodka ready." She said with a smile and a wink.

[The Flutterlands]

"Yeah..." Pitch giggled. He leaned against Trit and wrapped his hoof around her. "Can I... Can I... Can I taste some of those flavors you've been trying... After, I think I might have some more vodka upstairs... Want to take a look, after I taste those flavors? ... Heh heh...Then we can have some real 'fun'. Heh heh" He then gave Trit a quick kiss on the cheek. As he pulled his face away, he turned red, and giggled childishly. He looked to Frost. "Want to join us, Frosty Wosty? Then we can double the fun!"

Frost looked at him uncertainly, "But . . . You're umm . . . You're a stallion . . . I'm not . . . I don't like stallions." She said awkwardly and drunkenly. "Besides, I don't want to share Trit." She said softly.

"Yeah..." Pitch giggled. He leaned against Trit and wrapped his hoof around her. "Can I... Can I... Can I taste some of those flavors you've been trying... After, I think I might have some more vodka upstairs... Want to take a look, after I taste those flavors? ... Heh heh...Then we can have some real 'fun'. Heh heh" He then gave Trit a quick kiss on the cheek. As he pulled his face away, he turned red, and giggled childishly. He looked to Frost. "Want to join us, Frosty Wrosty? Then we can double the fun!"

Trit looked back and forth, Pitch on one side, Frost on the other, and tried to think. A voice in the back of her head told her how bad of an idea this whole thing was. It did sound like a hell of a lot of fun, but at the same time... It felt... Wrong. The alcohol clouded her mind, and she did her best to think clearly for even a second. She managed it, but just barely. "This sounds fun, really... But... It also feels... Wrong... Sorry." She tried to walk away, but she was sandwiched between the two, and wasn't going anywhere fast... So, she just decided to stand there, waiting for them to let her go.

"Awww..." moaned Pitch, disappointed, 'But, I need a mare to cuddle with... I'm lonely... Please?" He looked back at Frost. "What's wrong with Stallions?" he asked, with a drunkard frown. "Leaving so soon?" He attempted to trot towards Frost, but, almost fell to the floor. So, he remained leaning against Trit.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Awww..." moaned Pitch, disappointed, 'But, I need a mare to cuddle with... I'm lonely... Please?" He looked back at Frost. "What's wrong with Stallions?" he asked, with a drunkard frown.

"Stallions are . . . " Frost started "I'm tired of stallions . . . They're rough . . . Trit is just . . . She's . . . Pretty" Frost said and smiled at Trit. "She makes me feel . . . I can . . . I can touch her, she doesn't hurt me." Frost said wistfully and giggled while toppling backwards into the door. She sat by the door, giggling uncontrollably, "I'm . . . Drunk I think . . . " She said while giggling.

[Morlodania]

"Awww..." moaned Pitch, disappointed, 'But, I need a mare to cuddle with... I'm lonely... Please?" He looked back at Frost. "What's wrong with Stallions?" he asked, with a drunkard frown.

Frost looked at Trit in slight sadness. "I see . . . Umm . . ." She said whoozily. Frost kissed Trit one last time and moved off to the door, "I'll be at the tavern . . . If you need company, I'll keep . . . I'll keep the vodka ready." She said with a smile and a wink.

"I'm sorry... I just... It feels wrong. We all barely know eachother... Maybe some other time." She pulled herself away from Pitch, and looked at Frost. "Some other time, Frost. Maybe tomorrow." Then she turned to Pitch. "I... I understand what you mean, but at the same time... We've only just met." Back to Frost, "I know... It takes effort, though. Some other day." She turns away from the duo, and headed up the stairs after Ghost.

[The Flutterlands]

"Awww..." moaned Pitch, disappointed, 'But, I need a mare to cuddle with... I'm lonely... Please?" He looked back at Frost. "What's wrong with Stallions?" he asked, with a drunkard frown.

"Stallions are . . . " Frost started "I'm tired of stallions . . . They're rough . . . Trit is just . . . She's . . . Pretty" Frost said and smiled at Trit. "She makes me feel . . . I can . . . I can touch her, she doesn't hurt me." Frost said wistfully and giggled while toppling backwards into the door. She sat by the door, giggling uncontrollably, "I'm . . . Drunk I think . . . " She said while giggling.

"Yeah..." laughed Pitch, as he felt Trit break away from him. He almost stumbled to the floor as he trotted towards Frost. He sat next to the unicorn mare, and leaned against her. "I'm drunk too... Don't worry, I won't hurt you.... trust me..." he grinned smugly at Frost, winking at her with reassurance. He was so drunk he forgot how Frost felt the last time he touched her, and how he burned her.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Stallions are . . . " Frost started "I'm tired of stallions . . . They're rough . . . Trit is just . . . She's . . . Pretty" Frost said and smiled at Trit. "She makes me feel . . . I can . . . I can touch her, she doesn't hurt me." Frost said wistfully and giggled while toppling backwards into the door. She sat by the door, giggling uncontrollably, "I'm . . . Drunk I think . . . " She said while giggling.

"Yeah..." laughed Pitch, as he felt Trit break away from him. He almost stumbled to the floor as he trotted towards Frost. He sat next to the unicorn mare, and leaned against her. "I'm drunk too... Don't worry, I won't hurt you.... trust me..." he grinned smugly at Frost, winking at her with reassurance. He was so drunk he forgot how Frost felt the last time he touched her, and how he burned her.

Frost felt Pitch touching her. Her drunken brain took a while to register the pain. She looked at him blankly before her flank began to burn, her expression changed from blank to confused. She whimpered, "Ow! You're . . . You're burning me!" She scrabbled away from him and stared at her flank which was giving off steam, "You . . . Y-you burnt . . . You burnt my . . . " She stared from him to her flank in shock, ponies usually shied away from her because of the cold. "M-my . . . My flank" she said, stunned and put a hoof to her flank. There was a faint hiss as the cold hoof touched the heated coat.

[The Flutterlands]

"Yeah..." laughed Pitch, as he felt Trit break away from him. He almost stumbled to the floor as he trotted towards Frost. He sat next to the unicorn mare, and leaned against her. "I'm drunk too... Don't worry, I won't hurt you.... trust me..." he grinned smugly at Frost, winking at her with reassurance. He was so drunk he forgot how Frost felt the last time he touched her, and how he burned her.

Frost felt Pitch touching her. Her drunken brain took a while to register the pain. She looked at him blankly before her flank began to burn, her expression changed from blank to confused. She whimpered, "Ow! You're . . . You're burning me!" She scrabbled away from him and stared at her flank which was giving off steam, "You . . . Y-you burnt . . . You burnt my . . . " She stared from him to her flank in shock, ponies usually shied away from her because of the cold. "M-my . . . My flank" she said, stunned and put a hoof to her flank. There was a faint hiss as the cold hoof touched the heated coat.

Pitch's eyes widened as Frost's cries of pain registered in his vodka clouded brain. He turned to her in panic. "Oh! I'm so sorry... so sorry... I didn't know... I didn't mean to burn you..." He sulked his head in a drunkard shame. "I'm sorry... I... see now, why you don't like stallions... I'm just... so lonely... I didn't mean to cause you any harm."

Pitch felt strange though. Normally he would feel joy from Frost's pain, but, now, he's feeling only regret. The change in him has begun. "I'm... sorry... I'm just... lonely..." Pitch begun to back away from Frost, so he wouldn't cause her anymore pain. "I'm sorry..."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Frost felt Pitch touching her. Her drunken brain took a while to register the pain. She looked at him blankly before her flank began to burn, her expression changed from blank to confused. She whimpered, "Ow! You're . . . You're burning me!" She scrabbled away from him and stared at her flank which was giving off steam, "You . . . Y-you burnt . . . You burnt my . . . " She stared from him to her flank in shock, ponies usually shied away from her because of the cold. "M-my . . . My flank" she said, stunned and put a hoof to her flank. There was a faint hiss as the cold hoof touched the heated coat.

Pitch's eyes widened as Frost's cries of pain registered in his vodka clouded brain. He turned to her in panic. "Oh! I'm so sorry... so sorry... I didn't know... I didn't mean to burn you..." He sulked his head in a drunkard shame. "I'm sorry... I... see now, why you don't like stallions... I'm just... so lonely... I didn't mean to cause you any harm."

Pitch felt strange though. Normally he would feel joy from Frost's pain, but, now, he's feeling only regret. The change in him has begun. "I'm... sorry... I'm just... lonely..." Pitch begun to back away from Frost, so he wouldn't cause her anymore pain. "I'm sorry..."

Frost focused and conjured a blue flame that looked far from healthy, it coughed and spluttered regularly. She held it up to her flank and frost began forming on her flank. After a while she released her mental grip on her temperature which had been draining from her concentration. Her body temperature plummeted and permafrost formed almost instantly in a wave across her coat. "I . . . I'll be fine." She said, gulping down air as she froze her coat. "Th-that's why nopony touches me." She muttered and looked at Pitch in confusion. Then she realised that her elevated temperature had prevented him from getting ice burns.

[The Flutterlands]

Pitch's eyes widened as Frost's cries of pain registered in his vodka clouded brain. He turned to her in panic. "Oh! I'm so sorry... so sorry... I didn't know... I didn't mean to burn you..." He sulked his head in a drunkard shame. "I'm sorry... I... see now, why you don't like stallions... I'm just... so lonely... I didn't mean to cause you any harm."

Pitch felt strange though. Normally he would feel joy from Frost's pain, but, now, he's feeling only regret. The change in him has begun. "I'm... sorry... I'm just... lonely..." Pitch begun to back away from Frost, so he wouldn't cause her anymore pain. "I'm sorry..."

Frost focused and conjured a blue flame that looked far from healthy, it coughed and spluttered regularly. She held it up to her flank and frost began forming on her flank. After a while she released her mental grip on her temperature which had been draining from her concentration. Her body temperature plummeted and permafrost formed almost instantly in a wave across her coat. "I . . . I'll be fine." She said, gulping down air as she froze her coat. "Th-that's why nopony touches me." She muttered and looked at Pitch in confusion. Then she realised that her elevated temperature had prevented him from getting ice burns.

"I see..." said Pitch, lifting his head back to Frost. "Say... Can I come with you to the tavern... I'd just realized that I don't have anymore vodka... I could use a few more drinks..." He struggled to stand up. "Please can I come with you? I promise I won't touch you... I swear..."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"I see..." said Pitch, lifting his head back to Frost. "Say... Can I come with you to the tavern... I'd just realized that I don't have anymore vodka... I could use a few more drinks..." He struggled to stand up. "Please can I come with you? I promise I won't touch you... I swear..."

Frost thought for a moment, "I uh guess that would be okay. . . Besides I think I'm gonna pass out soon." She said with a drunk giggle, "Would be a good idea to have somepony around in case." She said and flashed him a drunken smile. "I think I'm gonna lay off the vodka for a while. Maybe whiskey instead." She said thoughtfully and stood up, swaying to stay on her hooves.

[The Flutterlands]

"I see..." said Pitch, lifting his head back to Frost. "Say... Can I come with you to the tavern... I'd just realized that I don't have anymore vodka... I could use a few more drinks..." He struggled to stand up. "Please can I come with you? I promise I won't touch you... I swear..."

Frost thought for a moment, "I uh guess that would be okay. . . Besides I think I'm gonna pass out soon." She said with a drunk giggle, "Would be a good idea to have somepony around in case." She said and flashed him a drunken smile. "I think I'm gonna lay off the vodka for a while. Maybe whiskey instead." She said thoughtfully and stood up, swaying to stay on her hooves.

Pitch chuckled. "Sure... I'll be sure to be careful if you do pass out... I don't want to burn you again... Come on let's go." Pitch stepped outside and waited for Frost. The duo tired their best to reach Tipsy Witch Tavern. Upon entering Pitch and Frost sat at a booth, and ordered their drinks. "I would like to have a muffin and some Bakon Vodka." Pitch told the waiter.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

"I'm sorry... I just... It feels wrong. We all barely know eachother... Maybe some other time." She pulled herself away from Pitch, and looked at Frost. "Some other time, Frost. Maybe tomorrow." Then she turned to Pitch. "I... I understand what you mean, but at the same time... We've only just met." Back to Frost, "I know... It takes effort, though. Some other day." She turns away from the duo, and headed up the stairs after Ghost.

Ghost could hear the hoof steps coming from outside the room, "Please be Whisper." He repeated to himself several times till he saw the door open and saw Trit. His eyes got wide again and he froze up, "Oh come on!" He screamed in his his head. Luckily, in his mind, he had his armor on and had his facemask down.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Pitch chuckled. "Sure... I'll be sure to be careful if you do pass out... I don't want to burn you again... Come on let's go." Pitch stepped outside and waited for Frost. The duo tired their best to reach Tipsy Witch Tavern. Upon entering Pitch and Frost sat at a booth, and ordered their drinks. "I would like to have a muffin and some Bakon Vodka." Pitch told the waiter.

"I want a reeeeaaaaalllllllyyyy big mug of coffee and a whiskey." She said to the bartender while struggling to keep her eyes open. "Did you work for Opium?" She asked out of curiosity. She knew Whisper did, she wasn't sure about Pitch.

[The Flutterlands]

Pitch chuckled. "Sure... I'll be sure to be careful if you do pass out... I don't want to burn you again... Come on let's go." Pitch stepped outside and waited for Frost. The duo tired their best to reach Tipsy Witch Tavern. Upon entering Pitch and Frost sat at a booth, and ordered their drinks. "I would like to have a muffin and some Bakon Vodka." Pitch told the waiter.

"I want a reeeeaaaaalllllllyyyy big mug of coffee and a whiskey." She said to the bartender while struggling to keep her eyes open. "Did you work for Opium?" She asked out of curiosity. She knew Whisper did, she wasn't sure about Pitch.

"Opium?" said Pitch, "Never even heard of him till... Shade happened..." Pitch began to chuckle nervously. "It's funny. I'm only in this situation because of him... Shade... on the path to be being a better stallion... I'm not sure if I should thank him or not..."

The bartender returned with Pitch's muffin and vodka, and Frost's coffee and Whisky. "Enjoy." he said, as he left the pair to their drinks.

Pitch didn't bother pouring his bottle of Vodka into a cup. Instead he just drank it from the bottle. He took a big sip, and slammed it onto the table, and started his muffin. "What are planning on doing now, concerning Opium?" he asked, chewing on a bite of his muffin, "Are you still planning on working for him?"

[Morlodania]

Ghost could hear the hoof steps coming from outside the room, "Please be Whisper." He repeated to himself several times till he saw the door open and saw Trit. His eyes got wide again and he froze up, "Oh come on!" He screamed in his his head. Luckily, in his mind, he had his armor on and had his facemask down.

"Ghost... I'm sorry... About earlier... I was drunk. Well, I still am, but not enough to be stupid anymore... I'm sorry." Trit turned and left the room again, going to her own room immediately after, laying on the bed, crying silent, drunken tears to herself.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

"Ghost... I'm sorry... About earlier... I was drunk. Well, I still am, but not enough to be stupid anymore... I'm sorry." Trit turned and left the room again, going to her own room immediately after, laying on the bed, crying silent, drunken tears to herself.

Ghost, seeing how Trit came to her senses again, felt relieved that he wasn't going to drug into something that would call for a "intervention" in Ghost's mind. Ghost took off the helmet and set aside and walked into Trit's room, "You okay?" He asks her.

[Morlodania]

Ghost, seeing how Trit came to her senses again, felt relieved that he wasn't going to drug into something that would call for a "intervention" in Ghost's mind. Ghost took off the helmet and set aside and walked into Trit's room, "You okay?" He asks her.

Trit ignored him. She was too much of an idiot to deserve a stallion as nice as him. Why did she even try? She had decided, stupidly, to go get drunk, to get her mind off things, and then had come back and fucked everything up. There wasn't even any point in trying anymore. She was just too much of an idiot to think of consequences before she acted. Trit only cried harder when he asked if she was okay.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

Trit ignored him. She was too much of an idiot to deserve a stallion as nice as him. Why did she even try? She had decided, stupidly, to go get drunk, to get her mind off things, and then had come back and fucked everything up. There wasn't even any point in trying anymore. She was just too much of an idiot to think of consequences before she acted. Trit only cried harder when he asked if she was okay.

"I'll take that as a no then." Ghost said as he noticed her crying. He went to the bed at sat on it, "Is this because you kissed me? Sure I was unreceptive of it. Mostly because it surprised me. The reason I left was because I don't like being around those who are drunk out of their minds. I just avoid them until they are aware of what they are doing. Trust me when I say I've done stupid things before. I still do, I challenged a group of the Steel Rangers, if that isn't a stupid decision, then I don't know what is." Ghost said, softly.

[Morlodania]

"I'll take that as a no then." Ghost said as he noticed her crying. He went to the bed at sat on it, "Is this because you kissed me? Sure I was unreceptive of it. Mostly because it surprised me. The reason I left was because I don't like being around those who are drunk out of their minds. I just avoid them until they are aware of what they are doing. Trust me when I say I've done stupid things before. I still do, I challenged a group of the Steel Rangers, if that isn't a stupid decision, then I don't know what is." Ghost said, softly.

Trit heard Ghost speaking, but... It wasn't Ghost. It sounded... Wrong. She looked over slowly, and saw Death sitting on her bed. She recoiled in horror at the monster before her, that had stalked her, for her whole life. She slowly shifted from sorrow, to anger. "You again? What have you done with Ghost, you monster?" Trit readied herself to fight. She might not have her katana, but magic alone should work.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

Trit heard Ghost speaking, but... It wasn't Ghost. It sounded... Wrong. She looked over slowly, and saw Death sitting on her bed. She recoiled in horror at the monster before her, that had stalked her, for her whole life. She slowly shifted from sorrow, to anger. "You again? What have you done with Ghost, you monster?" Trit readied herself to fight. She might not have her katana, but magic alone should work.

"Death? Who is...Oh crap." Ghost was wondering who she was talking about, then he realized, she's having a meltdown. "Trit, I'm not Death, I'm Ghost, it's just your mind playing tricks on you again." Ghost said as he hopped off the bed. He saw Trit get into a battle stance, "Uh oh." Came across his mind. He used telekinesis to get his helmet, just to protect his head. He put it on, "If you think of fighting, let's take it outside, less damage to be done." Ghost said as he teleported outside.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Opium?" said Pitch, "Never even heard of him till... Shade happened..." Pitch began to chuckle nervously. "It's funny. I'm only in this situation because of him... Shade... on the path to be being a better stallion... I'm not sure if I should thank him or not..."

The bartender returned with Pitch's muffin and vodka, and Frost's coffee and Whisky. "Enjoy." he said, as he left the pair to their drinks.

Pitch didn't bother pouring his bottle of Vodka into a cup. Instead he just drank it from the bottle. He took a big sip, and slammed it onto the table, and started his muffin. "What are planning on doing now, concerning Opium?" he asked, chewing on a bite of his muffin, "Are you still planning on working for him?"

Frost drank half of the whiskey bottle in one gulp and poured the rest into the large mug along with the coffee. As she drank it she could feel the caffeine counteracting the heavy amount of alcohol in her body. "I couldn't answer that question even if I were sober." She muttered softly. "I'm not even sure if I want to let Ghost kill him. I mean he has a daughter, she sees him as a father, a good one. Why wouldn't she? He's never done any wrong to her I don't think. I don't want to let her be orphaned. I couldn't care less if you killed Shade or not, I just don't want to hurt blessing in any way. . . Have you heard of an Alicorn mare called Poet?" Frost asked as she took another draught of her coffee. "I had to rescue Blessing from her, but I don't know . . . I just don't know anything about this silent war. I'm caught in the middle and the only motivation I have is caps." She muttered as she finished the coffee. She looked at Pitch for a while, just thinking to herself random things.

"Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm going to go sleep. . . I don't think my body is going to be very happy tomorrow." She said and stood. She dropped a coin purse in front of Pitch. "That should be enough for our drinks, keep the rest, a gift I guess." She said with a slight hint of depression and stumbled upstairs to her room. She collapsed on the bed and passed out, everything went black.