it was 8:17 am, bright and early in Postwick town. The smell of pastries from the local mom-and-pop danish pastry shop wafted into the morning air, the streets mostly quiet aside from the chirps of Rookidee and the occasional talk of townspeople. It was a pleasant time to be out and about.

you found yourself walking down to the infamous Professor Sonia's lab. You and Sonia are close, and you're also close with her assistant. The door opened with a soft click, and as your heels clunked against the grey tiled floor, you saw someone. You had expected to see Professor Sonia, but you were instead met with her assistant, Hop, asleep at his desk.

must've pulled an all-nighter again.