“You’re right though.” Sips on his iced coffee and adjusts his sunglasses and tugs his hat further down, because disguises. —#ObliviaGetaway.

“It’s hard not to be when he moves that ass like THAT.” He made a cheers motion and smiled back, maybe all the twerps weren’t dumb. —#ObliviaGetaway.

Squares up with 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐒.. “I heard you like bets, wanna bet on who’s gonna win this fight?” SWINGS.

Kuro was in Sinnoh again, filling the gambling den with smoke as he looted it of money. Power was shifting here again, but it was not something that would effect his or him. “Deal me in.” He said, leaning toward the dealer as he inhaled the smoke of his cigar. “I’m feeling it.”

There was a few new clips he’d uploaded that were trending on social media, right alongside those of pop artists from other companies. “Che. Pop always takes their attention.” He’d have to drop something bigger soon.

Walks out of jail and sticks a piece of gum in his mouth. “Now I’m not that edgy, loves.”

They were asking where he was, but they didn’t look behind them, better watch out because he was back. That’s right, he was BACK. On the charts? In their hearts.

Is he free?

Oh… was that? News of the boss being back in Kanto? Oh… well, there was a surprise.

Just gonna— uh… YEET that when she’s all excitable over there. BYE.

FINDERS KEEPERS!!!

KEKEKEKE, he’s long gone.

Thanks Dawn! Thanks Dawn’s dumbass friend! I have money now!

But did he tap that though?

“…” Something was stirring. He could feel profit coming his way.