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Shay on the other hand, had been plastered, having only recently made his way to Hoenn, his first thing to do had been to go bar hopping around the region—an attempt to break out of his shell—excited and smiling as he jumped Corviknight Taxis, a goofy smile on his face, and at some point having found himself a neat pair of heart-shaped glasses! He'd ended up in Mossdeep, a spring in his step when he'd noticed someone had bought him an extra drink![break][break]

"Shit, dude, thanks!" he'd laughed, giving poor Leon a jovial slap on the shoulder, "woah though..." he'd hiccuped, still rather inebriated, pushing down his silly glasses to get a better look at Leon, "you okay, dude? You look like your wife died, or something," he'd said, frowning a bit, though sliding into the seat next to him. "You wanna talk it out? Shay by the way! You look like... a Torrence to me, my dude." He'd said, he'd been keen to help out the stranger who'd bought him a drink, though, with just how drunk he was, perhaps he wasn't the best shoulder to lean on.