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eighteen
october seventeen
littleroot town
homosexual
innocent cutie
civilian
this flame will keep on blazing no matter what.
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mason moore
Sammey’s Greenhouse
POSTED ON Jun 28, 2021 11:46:36 GMT
Mason’s humming filled the tranquil atmosphere of the garden. Water sprinkled down from his psyduck pail, hydrating the greeneries all around him.
It was a beautiful summer day. The gentle smile on the boy’s face showed how much he was enjoying it. Then he noticed something at the corner of his eyes. He turned around and saw a Pokemon, a very cute one.
”Hello there,” he greeted with a smile. Mason slowly walked towards the Mawile. ”Are you here with someone?” he asked, while looking left and right. But he didn’t see any trainers. So he guessed that the Mawile must have been a wild one.
He noticed that the Pokemon seemed to be asking for something from him. He chuckled before reaching into a bag that was on a table. He usually kept some berries to occasionally feed his own Pokemon.
”Here,”, he presented a berry with an open palm at the Mawile. The Mawile immediately took it and nibbled on it. Mason laughed a little at the sight. He felt happy watching the Mawile enjoying the berry.
The Mawile then walked up to Mason and cheered a little, ”Oh, what’s this, you want me to catch you?”. The Mawile nodded her head. Mason looked at the Pokemon before him for awhile, before reaching for a Poke Ball in the bag from before. ”Alright, here goes,” he then threw the Poke Ball gently at the Mawile.
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