>>31767113"You're right. I know. I just... I don't know."
>"You mean you're right.""What?"
>"I just repeated something you were saying earlier.""Heh, I've been talking in circles haven't I?"
>The little dragon stops stuffing his face, wipes his little claws off on his thighs, and gives you a hug.>"I'm worried about you Twilight.""Thanks, Spike," you half-heartedly reply as you return the hug before sending him to bed.
>Part of you wants to admit you're worried about yourself. The other part thinks it's best not to do any more worrying than you have been. >Especially after you wander into the bathroom and look at yourself. >Your mane has some stray ends poking up here and there, your face appears pale yet flush, and some dark shadows have formed under your eyes from sleep deprivation. >While a couple rings of saggy flesh isn't uncommon from staying up late reading a good book, you've never developed dark shadows."What is going on with you?" You ask your reflection as if it had an answer.
>You splash your face with water before retiring for the night.-----
>You've decided to take a bit of a self-care day. Last night you kind of realised it's well overdue. >You sleep in, have a big breakfast, give Spike the day off, and get wrapped up in the latest Daring Do. >A content sigh escapes your lips and you roll over on the floor.>"Twilight, darling?" Rarity calls from downstairs.>You hastily descend the stairs, eager to see your friend. >While you were planning to spend the day locked indoors alone, after half the day passed, you find yourself more willing to have company.>"Oh dear. You do look absolutely dreadful," she tisks as she looks over your mane."I know. I've been a... Little under the weather lately."
>"A little is a bit of an understatement don't you think? What you need," Rarity beams in a sing-song tune as you can already guess where she is going, "is a spa day." 