You’ve been working as Drayden’s video editor for a while now, quite if character if you say so yourself, always in the best mood, outspoken, easy to collaborate with, very critical of his own content, constantly looking for new things to teach his audience about diets, workout plans, best spots for exercise in town and general life advice, all the while being a top tier athele in the pokeolympics and all the complexities that includes in his lifestyle; There is this aura of perfection around him that justifies his “number one” boast, also, you certainly dont mind looking through up to 2 hours of raw footage of him doing exercise or cooking with a tank top on and condensing it into 20 minute videos for his 1m subscribers Poketube channel.

The Next pokeolympics were looking ever so closely and Drayden decided to stay at your home in anticipation for the grand event, since you lived closer to the stadium and he still was adamant about pumping some extra videos leading up to the event which were easier to produce by staying with you.

It was late at night, Drayden had been out on his special routine for about 5 hours, leaving you to edit his 3 hours of footage from yesterday, seeing him this up and close to you made you realize how taxing all of this should be for him, and despite that he still left your home with a smirk and a powerful strut into the street, in fact, it the first time he’s ever forgotten to have the breakfast on his diet with how fast he left.

You hear the doorbell.