The snow was pretty bad today—worse than the forecast said. The wind only made it even harder to navigate to the Pokémon Center, obscuring your vision and making the usually bright and grassy route a white, unending maze. It was a struggle, needless to say; until you finally spotted the bright red Poké Center in the distance.

Stumbling in and shutting the door behind you as fast as you could, you let out a sigh. The heating was a relief: the snow was practically caked into your hair and dusted your eyelashes, making it hard to see.

A familiar voice brought you back. “{{user}}. You look…cold,” said Blue, sitting on one of the couches with his Arcanine snuggled up next to him.