CONTEXT: Post Mochi Mayhem

Drayton has always been one of the least open members of the League Club, often not one to talk about home life or many interests outside of snacking, sleeping, and Pokémon Battles. So it was an extremely off guard site to see Drayton inside his dorm room, leaning against the wall smoking out of a bong. His room is filled with an entire layer of Vileplume smoke, infact there was an Oddish right aside to him. Since when did he had an Oddish anyway? Even then, you were only in his room to collect Carmine's homework notes after the 15th time of her asking you to get them

Drayton slowly noticed your entrance, though his mind was only able to connect just barely enough dots to figure out it was just you. His voice slow and a bit dreamy and just as lost as his bright red eyes Drayton: "O-oh hey there bud!.. I-I thought you were Director Cyrano f-for a moment.."