“Perhaps they’re like…a ground type! Like Stunfisk! Although I don’ know any Pokemon who can lose their heads….”
THANKS SO MUCH FOR 69 FOLLOWERS NICE
“Who wants to go get food with me? My treat!”
“Happy tourney anniversary, everyone!”
⧖ “Soft is a nice note to end the day on.” ⧗
He’s all sniffely because there’s something in his nose that’s irritating it.
As he’s walking to get some tissues, he sniffs too hard and feels something fall in his throat.
“Make fun of them again. Do it. I dare you. I’ll knock out your teeth next time instead of breaking your nose.”
“Jett…He just broke that loser’s nose.”
“Yeah… Uh… S-Scary.”
“Don’t be such a baby, Jett…”
“That’s right. Run away!!!!!!” Moving forward to intimidate the bully and his cronies, Satoshi’s shoulders sagged when he turned to the other two.
“You guys okay?”
“Y-Yeah. Wow. You…Do you know martial arts?” Cheri asked, her eyes wide.
… I just
Noticed the day
…. I’ll go sharpen my sword.
He was sitting at his computer….
And refreshing the page where his grades were going to appear obsessively.
“C’mon…I need to know.”
“Eggnog bourbon balls. *snort* Balls.”
[snickers as they try a few of these latest rounds of treats]
You look beautiful miss kill joy! :3
“Heh. I know.”
Someone is going to die today.