#barefootbrawler

That’s more than a reasonable request!  Exams are important, and I want you to do well.  Take this extra week to study your caboose off!  Maylene and Leilani’s extension is now... drumroll please... May 26th!  Good luck, my friend!

Say no more!  There’s nothing like good old graduation exams to take up all of your effort and concentration, and for good reason!  I definitely agree that you need to spend the rest of your time focusing on doing well on these exams.  They’re important, and you don’t want them to pass you by.  I’m more than happy to put your characters on hiatus for you.  We’ll see you back once exams are over, okay?  I’ve got you on hiatus until May 19th, but if you need another week to recuperate, just let me know.  Good luck!

I'm fine with that. Also, aren't we both gay?

i want a divorce

If you feel like you can handle a second character, nothing is too soon!  Finally a challenger approaches—a grunt of the Aqua ring, a grunt who will no doubt be better than that shameful Rocket grunt we have milling around.  Please have that grunt ready to explain, in the vaguest of details, exactly how you plan to raise the sea levels by April 15th!

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Snowpoint City, Skye’s home town and just a beautiful place in general. Tourists came here all the time, being amazed at the snow, rumoring about Uxie, and treading down the snow for the locals. The most frequent trails were to the Gym and the Pokemon Center, and Skye was just coming out of the later. Having fully healed her Pokemon, the young girl sighed and shook her head.

“Odin, you feel better now?” The Piplup chirped in her arms, waving its wings and fanning some snow away. The Water-Type Pokemon was happy to be in the snow, as always. “Cayde? How’re ya doin?” The Torchic shivered a little, curling into a ball. It seemed like the Pokemon didn’t quite appreciate Skye and Odin’s homeland.

Nonetheless, Skye marched away from the Pokemon Center, coming to rest in the middle of the town. it was the time of year where, anywhere else, things started to warm up considerably. Tourists loved to come see how Snowpoint “didn’t give a damn about the weather elsewhere” (As Skye put it, anyways).

Her eye caught on a particular person, however, and she went slightly pale, her whole body freezing up. That was... Maylene. Oh Darkrai, what was she to do?! She couldn’t just run right up and start talking at her-

“M-Maylene?!”

Or maybe she could. She ran over to the pink haired girl, shivering a little and looking starstruck.

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