The sun is beaming in through Arizona's bedroom window when she begins to stir the next morning, she is alone in bed, the house sounds empty, she keeps her eyes clamped shut, her head is pounding and she already knows that opening her eyes is going to be a very painful mistake. All she remembers from the night before is going straight to Joes after work. She doesn't remember anything else. She doesn't want to think at all, her head hurts too much to try and piece together her night. All she knows is that she's grateful for the day off today, there's no way she could fix any tiny humans in this state. Arizona begins to open one eye very tentatively and immediately grimaces at the additional pain the bright light is causing her. She curses herself for not closing the curtains last night.

The clock on Arizona's beside table says it's only 9am. Feeling kind of relieved that she hadn't been so drunk she'd slept all day, Arizona spots three painkillers and a pint glass of water next to the clock, along with her phone.

Quickly taking the painkillers and downing half the glass of water Arizona leans over the edge of the bed to pull the curtains closed so she can open her eyes properly to check her phone. She manages to pull the curtains closed but doesn't quite manage to achieve her full plan of checking her phone as she very quickly feels sick as soon as she moves. Thankfully whoever got her home had put a bowl next to the bed which she spots seconds before vomiting into it. Oh god, how much did she drink last night Arizona tries to remember, anything.

When she has recovered from being sick Arizona has a few sips of water to freshen her mouth a bit, deciding that getting up to brush her teeth right now would only result in her vomiting again. After a few minutes of composure Arizona grabs her phone off the bedside table. She sees she has just one text from Eliza and opens it to read it.

EM: I hope you don't feel too bad today, you were in some state last night ;-)

Another wave of 'oh god' hits Arizona as she now feels like she needs to remember what happened last night. She decides to text Eliza back and just ask her as she seems to have seen Arizona from her text. Arizona feels guilty, she had stood Eliza up, she sees the message Eliza sent asking where she was and Joes reply asking Eliza to come get her. At least she knows who got her home now.

AR: I'm sorry. What did i do?! :-/

Eliza texts back almost immediately.

EM: Joe text me from your phone, I took you home.

AR: I know that, I just read the message he sent you from my phone last night, but what did I do? I don't remember anything.

EM: What nothing?

AR: Nothing after going to Joes after work.

EM: Oh.

Eliza was being short with Arizona. She knew part of it was because she had stood Eliza up last night, but she couldn't remember if there was any other reason for Eliza's current behaviour.

AR: Eliza, I'm so so so sorry I stood you up, but can you please tell me what I did when you picked me up? Please?

Arizona was all but begging in her text now. She needed to know what she'd done so she could try to fix it.

EM: You mean the part where you were sick on me, the part where you tried to undress me or the part where you undressed yourself in front of me? Oh and that's just the highlights.

Ok Eliza was definitely pissed. Arizona had worked that out all by herself at this point. Arizona was mortified, she knew she was blind drunk from the almost instant puking when moving a few minutes ago and she knew she was a handful when in that state, but she had hoped it wasn't that bad.

AR: Oh God, I am so so so so so sorry.

Eliza didn't reply anymore, and Arizona didn't push the situation. She knew she'd been a monumental asshole. She didn't need to know anymore of what she had done.

Arizona stayed in bed feeling sorry for herself pretty much all day, eventually getting up to use the bathroom, grab more water and brush her teeth, putting some pyjamas on and returning to her pit. She didn't want to see anyone or talk to anyone so was glad when no one bothered her.