#grimsley thread

iris vc: i'm telling marshal

“How lucky to have caught you Raihan.”

“Pardon me young man, did you drop this?”

Not too far behind the trainer was a thin man. Flipping a larger coin with one hand. He’d seen this bit of money fall from the kid’s bag. Rolling a few feet away as it bounced on the ground. Grimsley gave the point another flip and held it firmly between his knuckles.

It was his third day of touring the Galar region. After hearing more and more about this place, it was simply too tempting not to check out himself. Shauntal had mentioned getting away could be good for him. So this is where those vacation days were going.

With a beautiful Liepard by his side, Grimsley had finally made it to the streets of Wyndon. The cat beside him nudged the thin man’s elbow. Diverting his attention away from a shop window. Her nose pointed and he saw what many people came here to see. It was Leon, that guy from TV. “Well, how lucky of us to have come out today.”

"Unless I win it all back in the morning before work!"