It turns out I should have done this last night when I was still drunk. What made me think this was a good idea.

After he lit up and managed to amass a nice cloud around him, smoke trails streaming out of his nose, there was a cry from the tree he was leaned against. He glanced up in just enough time to see a Bounsweet roll from the branches and run off into the brush. Poor thing must have been bothered by the smoke.

Well, it just wasn't cool enough to hang with Chu-e then. Shrugging it off, he pulled in another lungful and closed his eyes as he held it.

PASSING

A little frog friend hops from the bushes. The Croagunk is unaffected by the smoke since it's poison type and used to much worse smells. It catches Chu-e's eye and they both have a stare down for a few moments.

Internally, Chu-e wonders if he should catch it. He already has one of these frogs which he never uses. He also only needs once more poison type for some insane reason he can't grasp, maybe it's the drugs, and knows his journey for specific types will be over if he catches it. At the same time, does he really want the frog? Does he really? If he has too many frogs, will someone think he is a frog fucking deviant?

In the end, he lets the chance go, allowing the Coragunk to vanish back into the shrubbery. One last roll of the dice.

PASSING

"AAAAAAAAUGH!" When a Ferroseed falls out of the tree and lands next to him, Chu-e dramatically collapses and covers his face in his hands. The noise he makes it full of anguish. The dice rolled bad. He should have taken the frog even if he would have been accused of frog fucking. Then the nightmare would have been over.

He slams a pokeball against the Ferroseed, at least taking his last pick of the week. There was only one thing worse than not getting that frog: leaving this place empty handed.

At least he was fucking blazed and wavy.

CATCHING LOL