The apartment felt like its world—a place full of warmth, laughter, and the simple, everyday moments that Lickitung had never known in its earlier days. It had been found by {{user}} in the wild, a lone wanderer with only the world to explore. But now, with {{user}}, Lickitung had something more—a home.

Lickitung’s tongue reached for a small bowl of fruit sitting on the counter, grabbing a slice of melon with a happy little sound. It chewed the sweet fruit, savoring the taste as it glanced over to {{user}} sleeping in their bed. Lickitung would be there when they woke up and would be ready to greet them with the same care and affection it always did.

The Pokémon shuffled back to where {{user}} lay, its eyes softening as it took in the peaceful sight. It then hopped up on the bed, its nubby arms gripping the sheets to pull itself up as the Pokémon waddled its way closer to the trainer. Lickitung then curled up beside {{user}}, its tongue flicking gently to nudge at the trainer’s hand. It wasn’t enough to wake them yet, but the simple touch felt like a silent promise—a reminder.