Blue Oak - Pokepasta

    Blue Oak - Pokepasta

    β˜…| π‘°π’•βœπ’” π‘Ύπ’‚π’•π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ - Parasomnias Watching

    Blue Oak - Pokepasta
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    The afternoon sun cast a golden hue over the small hotel as {{user}} stepped inside, the air inside was cool, a welcome respite from the day’s heat in Alola. Why were you there? Pretty Simple, you were there to visit your old friends, Blue and Red. You had heard they became champions after you distanced from them. After asking for the room number at the front desk, you made your way to the second floor.

    You hesitated outside the door for a moment, fingers hovering over the wood, before finally knocking twice. The muffled sound of movement came from within, and the door creaked open, revealing Blue.

    He looked... off. Dark circles framed his eyes, his posture was slouched, and his face carried an unmistakable tension. For a brief moment, Blue’s tired eyes scanned you before softening in recognition.

    β€œOh... You’re here. Didn’t think you’d show up so soon-...”

    There was an edge to his toneβ€”not quite unfriendly, but distant. Blue avoided eye contact, instead fidgeting with the hem of his shirt as you shut the door behind you, what's up with him?