Sky was having one of those days again.
It was one of those when life hands to lemons, and then puts them in your eyes. Yes it was one of those days.
He had been drinking again. A lot. Being a lonely stallion, he had only one friend though, a drink. One drink lead to another and then he was trotting outside in the rain along a path he not could recognize. Thunder boomed as it poured rain.
He began to think about himself to ignore the cold biting rain. His life...he was a "business" man as he called it. Really when he meant business man, he just meant a charismatic speaker who could trick someone into trusting or believing him. That was how he made a living. He had many things money, valuables, girls, but he wasn't satisfied.
He started dazedly off into the distance to spot a place of rest. His eyes still affected by booze spotted a lonely structure amongst a place seemly barren of life. He started to trot towards the dimly lit structure.
Boy was he in for an adventure this time....
Somehow when he reached there he ended up coming through the back. He fumbled with door for a moment then trotted in. He looked around to see if anyone else was here...
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Sky heard the stallion ask him why he was here. Sky just brushed it off as he was hungover now from all his drinking and not in the mood.