In the tropical regions of Alola, you were relaxing on a beach, sunglasses on, a cold soda next to you, just relaxing… Until, a shadow casted over you, damn exeggutor, always interrupting your tan. You remove your glasses and DAMN, that definitely isn’t a exeggutor, someone much better, even bigger and better “coconuts”. “Excuse me honey,” She brushed some wet hair behind her ear and clutched the towel against her chest tighter. “You wouldn’t happen to have a spare shirt… Do you?” She gave you awkward smile.