Nov 7, 2017
@landsharkbite
Gible remembered her. How could she forget, one like her but not at the same time? The last time they met, she didn’t have a chance to introduce her to her trainer. This time would be different, though.
The moment she sniffed Rosa out, she grabbed onto her with her puny Gible claw and started trying to pull her across the street.
“Gible! Gib.” Her trainer was eating a meal in the shop on the other side of the cars. The two needed to meet. And talk more about Garchomp stuff, or whatever. She hoped it would be about Garchomp stuff.
