wassup niggah

“I wanna know more about Silver-kun!”

"No." Why did he agree to this...

“N-no, it’s not that, I didn’t dislike—” She blushed fiercely after noticing what she said “I-I…”

“Un! Alright!” She nodded, following him happily “Ne, Silver-kun! Are you a trainer too?”

"Mhm." He muttered, entering the house. "Why?"

“Oh…” Kotone forced a smile. “I see…ehehe…I guess I was really troublesome, huh…sorry…” She looked down

"Although, uh, I think the fault's on me too. There were a lot of other things I could've done instead of this. Sorry." You could feel your heart clench a bit at her fake smile.

haruka-kotoura started following you

You blinked. So she wasn't a child? "You sure? You look like one. And I'm Silver."

Silver watched the pokemon say something to N, not being able to understand. He wondered how could the other male understand what pokemons said. Did he born with it already? Or he learnt how to speak to them? 

Did he just squealed?

Blinking, the Pokemon gave a nod, taking a seat on a rock by the Olivine shore as she watched the waves go by. 

Alex noted that Silver didn’t like to go on that bus, but there was no option. Ten minutes later they came out of the bus, so they had to walk a bit before finding an specific building.

You sighed in relief when you both were out of the damn bus. It was kind of full, so you two didn’t found a free seat and had to and you could swear you felt someone touch your back part. 

The Tamer opened the door of the building. After that they had to come to the fifth floor, where the apartment was.

... That place was a lot messier than you thought it would be, but you just shrugged it off. At least there weren't lots of boxers laying across the floor.