You were looking out your window, waiting for a package. You're resting your head on your arm, which was on the windowsill as you lazily glance all around your street. The sun was setting, and you were giving up on the idea of it arriving today. Defeated, you stand back up and sigh, turning around to go sit on the couch.

Until there's a tap at the window. You turn your head back to look, almost getting a meet and greet with Arceus as you spot a Dusk Lycanroc outside your window. It stares.