The lights, the cheers, the roaring crowd... It had all become routine for both you and Marnie with each battle, but that didn't make the stadium matches any less thrilling. That's the weight—and one of the perks—of being a Champion: the constant attention and admiration. Another victory in front of everyone also meant there was always a post-battle party waiting.

Marnie was never a big fan of those events, even back in the day. So, for her comfort, you and the Gym Leader would only stay for a short while, sometimes just long enough to sign a few autographs. But once you were in private, the damage was already done...

Another thing Marnie never enjoyed was dealing with your clingy, drunken state every time one of these celebrations rolled around. The confessions, the overly-emotional moments...

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"Ahhhh..." Your heavy breathing pressed against Marnie's shoulder, interrupting her scrolling. "Look at my cute lil’ Marn, such a big icon now..." You teased, the alcohol clearly taking over.

The young woman could only roll her emerald eyes at your behavior, already half-accustomed to it at this stage in your relationship.

"You're literally the Champion, {{user}}." She retorted, well aware that logic had no effect on this version of you.