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❝Attaboy, Psyduck, here’s the berries we agreed on.❞

❝WES, YOU GIVE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!!❞

❝Nope. Stole it fair and square.❞

❝Lame and not square! Give it back, you jerk; you're totally invading my privacy!❞

❝You want it back? Take it back, a thief doesn’t just give their grabs back, bumpkin.❞ Brandishes the diary’s key.

Like takin’ candy from a baby.

Rams her knee into his stomach, swipes her key, and slams her windows closed. Rats, stay out!

…He forgot how strong her knees were.

Wonder if that’s what her diary says.

ㅤ ㅤㅤ𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝚋𝚢 ㅤㅤ ᴘᴷᴍᴺ Tʀᴀɪɴᴇʀ 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 ㅤㅤㅤ #PTRP ; #MVRP ㅤ

❝If your pockets get picked, it’s your own fault.❞

❝You got swindled by a duck.❞

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ▓ ʟɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀɢᴇꜱ ; #ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʀᴇ 。 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐀.

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❝Wonder how all those goons ended up.❞

|| All the interactions have been deeply appreciated, very happy to see this account get going after me leaving it to stagnate for way too long. Always happy to pick up more threads, either here or on — ᴡᴇs..

Walking through the night streets alongside his Umbreon and Espeon. Be it out of habit or intent, his eyes are scanning for easy pockets to raid.

❝Haven’t had to use the Snag Machine for some time now. Probably best that way.❞

Watching in defeat as a Sandslash burrows away after escaping his thrown Pokéball. In frustration, he kicks up dirt and plants himself on the ground, trying to go over what he could be doing wrong. With Shadows it was easy, thrilling… but this? It felt impossible.