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lilycove city was hosting their annual winter festival. evelyn, whose publicist and managers informed the media of her return to hoenn, rallied the civilians. to learn that the songbird of the silph's was on her way back to her home region brought joy to many. evelyn was ecstatic to learn that her first performance back would be for a charitable reason. the event would be livestreamed for those outside of lilycove city. it would be throughout all of hoenn.

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she was in a car, scheduled by FERNANDO SILPH, to drop her off at the concert venue she would be performing at. but the singer, known as eve by her fans, had other plans. "please stop the car," she insisted to the driver with a soft tone. the driver, surprised, had done as requested with weary and confusion. "don't worry, i'll make sure to make it to the venue in time. after all, i worked hard on this song. i can't disappoint my supporters." as she stepped out of the car, she would add, "i'm just going to explore the city for a bit. lilycove's the best place to get a gift, especially at this time of the year with all the pop-up shops opening today for the festival."

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closing the door and sending the driver off, evelyn would begin to head toward the shopping district of lilycove. once there she would come to notice the bright scenery before her. evelyn, entranced by the decorations she witnessed upon her stroll, couldn't help but be amazed by the dazzling lights. the many families she witnessed together made her stop briefly in her footsteps.

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the singer, adorning an adorable winter attire and black french beret, reached into her purse to takeout her cellular device. she pondered on texting FERNANDO SILPH, but thought it wouldn't be best to disturb him at this time. there was Delilah Silph, but there was a chance she, too, had also been busy. and then there was MATIAS SILPH as well. sadly, once more, she allowed her afterthoughts from before to stop her.
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the songstress wore a sad expression upon staring at her phone. snowflakes began to gently rain from above as evelyn stood in front of a random store. as people walked by the civilian dressed singer, evelyn would come to look up to see a family together. she couldn't help but think about her family and the distance she felt between them all. they were all very busy people with a lot going on just like her. where evelyn tried to save those and fill others with hope through her music, who was there to ensure the safety of her family? who was there to keep it from breaking apart?

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as evelyn continued to ponder her current thoughts. there was a sudden bump from the side that would cause her to drop her cellphone. "oh, i apologize!" the scarlet haired silph uttered with haste. "i didn't realize how long i'd been standing here."

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The party ushered in opportunities to rub elbows with people, promote his art, and get his name out there. The self-proclaimed King of the Graveyard, a man who was used to Christmas by himself. Nonetheless, his trip to Lilycove for a charity event was well worth it, already seeing something outside a music store perfectly fit for Navy. He looked at Dylan and had the tenor of someone he’d raise hell with, were they both younger. Nonetheless, Dylan saw in the window a guitar with cutouts like a country or jazz instrument, nonetheless with pickups like an electric guitar. Next to it in the window was a bulky amp fit for it.

He showed up as he usually did, a no-name who barely squeezed himself onto the bill for a charity event in a fit straight out of hot topic, black windbreaker dangling off one shoulder. This year was gonna be different. He was gonna show up in Dewford with atleast one person there for him, even if nobody else seemed to notice him. A passerby glanced with concern, prompting a curt response."Hoes don’t get cold, baby. Remember that."

The lights piercing the snow and mist were a sight to behold. Those and the neon signs lining the streets both helped people find their way, mostly into the brightly lit, warm stores lining the streets. Passersby seemed to notice once or twice, prompting pictures with young men who appeared to have hair orders of magnitude more greasy than theirs. He forced smiles, whose curve never reached the skin of his eyes.

Playing drunk would’ve been a disaster, but a stop inside a smallish bar was fine. Maybe the blood staying in the center of his body would distract from those cold fingers. A vodka cran, a sailor’s drink in the tallest glass possible was downed in seconds, and met with a bill. He then stepped out into the street, slightly more cheery and all the less self-aware.

Try as he might though… Like Evelyn, the sight of a passing family caught his eye. While like the Grinch the sight of such a thing should make his little heart grow three sizes that day, he instead couldn’t help but look to his phone. No new messages. All the while, continuing his stroll in those bulky boots of his. He looked shaken even at the sight of it.

Leading him to crash into Evelyn, his phone landing next to hers in a patch of snow beside the street.

"Hey. I’m sorry. Are you good?" Dylan's voice sounded like it came up from the back of his throat, slightly rasped.

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the smell of alcohol invaded her sense of smell. as the man seemed dazed, she would say, "i'm alright, though i'm not sure if the same can be said for you." she would come to place a hand upon the man's back and tried her best to aid him in remaining balanced. "can you stand on your own?"
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looking below, she would notice their cellular devices lodged inside a pile of snow together beneath them. before an attempt to reach them was made, she would say, "if you can stand on your own i'll go ahead and grab our devices." if he were able to do that she would let him go momentarily to grab hold of their devices.

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Mildly buzzed, sure. But he wasn't so much drunk as he was staring at his phone too hard. Should he play into it and just let her think that? "I'm cool." Dylan looked slightly startled by the whole thing, but maintained his footing. The two phones clattered to the ground, landing face-up in the snow.

"...Thanks." Dylan felt slightly guilty about the whole thing. He saw his phone light up, a calendar app notification for the show. His eyes lit up, and he seemed a little more animated. "Are you in town for the festival, or do you like... live here?"

He asked, raising a hand to push a lock of lavender-colored hair from his face. The very top of his head was starting to gather snow, but he didn't seem bothered by it.

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the last thing evelyn wanted was to be bombarded by the public. so she would tip the french beret she wore a bit lower, her voluptuous hair held together within a messy bun. "i'm here on usual business. i recently returned home and already have a busy schedule." evelyn returned the stranger's phone.

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"i'm headlining for the event this year in lilycove."
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she was merely taking a detour on her own. after all, rest was important and getting ready for a show was quite tedious. "preparing for a big event can be exhausting on the mental, so i thought i'd get some fresh air and have a bit of fun before heading to the venue." he seemed coherent enough to speak. maybe she was mistaken by her early assumption of him.
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"though, to be honest," a melancholic gaze formed, "i wish my family were here. they're all quite busy, which is normal, of course." it was rare that she even had such a selfish desire. "it's unnatural for me to feel this way, but maybe that's because of the holiday." evelyn could practically feel the tension within her family after having only just returned. unfortunately, she had little understanding on the current situation within the silph familial relationship.

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"i apologize, i'm rambling my worries to a complete stranger. you must think i'm silly."

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Admittedly, dear reader, he did have a smell. The most low-budget bottle of designer perfume possible. Still highway robbery, but the scent of pear blossoms was a mist rising off of him, the aerosolized alcohol carrying it being far too thin and too strong. As floral and lively as he tried to smell, it was still a sterile kind of smell. "Mm. That sucks. Can you get outta work? Fake being sick on the phone, or somethin’?" He thought, as she returned his phone. He quickly turned the screen off, out of an equal desire to not be recognized by the public.

"...Oh. That’s… That’s cool." He said, thinking to his own experiences with live shows. He was often a weird detour himself, playing the heel to a cast of earnest, kind pop stars on stage. The novelty of doing this over and over lost its luster, but he was challenging himself as a producer and paying the bills. "I gotcha. It can be kinda scary with all those eyes on ya. —I don’t wanna take up too much of your time, if you wanna decompress by yourself."

"…Y’know… even if they aren’t here, someone’s gonna tape this and they’re gonna see it. And… yeah. Christmas by yourself can be devastating. I’ve had a few." He admitted, his expression softening. Watching her eyes stung him. He’d seen it and been there a million times. And he still didn’t know what to do about it. He’d since given up, settling for acquaintances that he called friends. But Evelyn’s next comment prompted a little smile. "Don’t worry about it. You had to get this off your chest. And besides… You’re rambling your worries to the opening act. My name is Dylan, but you’ll hear my stage name soon enough."

He said, finally putting his coat on. He thumbed the lapels, fanning them out in the cold breeze.

When I go, will you wait for me? I’ll be down by the river and the trees.

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his kind attempt to reassure her from worries had been met with a smiling gratitude. though, see was a well-known singer to the people of hoenn. a recording was nothing. like her famous delilah, evelyn was equally famous within the music world. to her this was all but another day. the only difference that would help benefit her mood would be to see her siblings watching her in person.

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deep down she knew her eldest brother FERNANDO SILPH was always watching from afar. he was the one that realized her ability when they were young. whether it was a political scheme to further expand the silph's name or not has yet to be determined, but she knew, deep down, her brother meant well. regardless, this conversation helped her a lot. it made her more calm.

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with a soft smile and brighter gaze, she would come to take in the stranger's name, "dylan?" evelyn would absorb the name into her memory. upon learning that he was the opening act, she would excitedly clap her hands together. "it's so nice to meet you! what are the odds we'd meet so soon?!" she would grab hold of dylan's right palm. "where are my manners! it's always exciting to meet up and coming artists!" as excited as she was, she would ask, "are you sure you should be dabbling in social drinking before your performance, mr. dylan? we'll have to get ready soon." she wondered if he was nervous or the sort to dabble in narcotics before a big performance.

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every artist was different, "is drinking before a big show a ritual to calming your nerves?"
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POSTED ON Dec 26, 2023 2:10:12 GMT

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He kinda spaced out there for a second. So this was it. Evelyn Silph. Biggest name on the bill, and he'd never seen her in his entire life. He'd had diva moments infront of bonafide divas but this was the big leagues. She jogged his memory with her comment earlier, and that'd be much appreciated.

Rest assured, he had a surprise cooked up. As much as Dylan was a messiah figure to boys with greasy hair in jeans that don't fit, he wasn't a kind and merciful god, especially with no word from any of his peers. He had something sensitive and clingy, badly mixed, leaning on a singing ability he barely had.

Evelyn would hear it soon enough. A loud, badly compressed producer tag, and watch him throw his shirt into the crowd. The thought of it made his eyes light up. "…Huh. We're all in the same place at the same time, but yeah. That's wild."

"Oh my god. And you're... I'm glad I'm up first, I'll get to sit backstage. A front row seat to your show." She then clasped his hand, prompting a weak smile. Normally any kind of hand holding or hugging made him want to vomit, but that one count em one drink hit him hard. "I know we have to get ready soon, but... I'm a little nervous. This is my biggest crowd yet. And I just wanted a shortcut to not being nervous."

He said, eliding any further questions. So long as she didn't see him powder his nose, everything would be fine.

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how honest of @dyaln. it made her happy to see how vulnerable he was willing to be with the veteran songstress. even though they knew each other for a short time, she appreciated his company already. [break][break]

"and let's not forget this will be live across hoenn," she chuckled. her intention wasn't to scare him, but she thought it would excite him. though there was a chance she may have done the opposite, thus was it her job to fix this. "for you to be chosen as my opening act..." evelyn would stick her palm out to catch specks of snowflakes pouring from the sky, "...that means you have a lot of people who believe in you."

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upon socializing with dylan and his worries. it made her remember a special flower she stumbled upon during her travels back in snowpoint city, "you know, when i visited snowpoint city, there was a rare flower i discovered: the snowdrops flower, also called galanthus, the gym leader there taught me that snowdrops must be planted in the fall for a very early spring show." he was practically the embodiment of them. "right now this is where you debut. this is an experience you'll use to mold yourself into something better, come the end of winter you'll have bloomed into something beautiful. just like your music!" like the galanthus flower, he was preparing to bloom. this show would be the place to plant his debut.

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"have faith in yourself. the opening act is the most important role, after all. i'm gonna be relying on you." she would turn her back to dylan, "hey!" quickly she turned back, a smile worn. she would lean in, her hands behind her back, "hey, after your performance, i want you to listen to the song i'm going to perform. promise me you'll do that?" a pinky would be risen toward dylan sayer.

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Callan Young , owner of his label and late of the elite four, once called him Frankenstein’s Monster. And if nothing else, he was the monster picking flowers, roaming the countryside, and caring for lost children at this point. The pitchforks hadn’t come for him yet. "I don’t know who believes in me. Who’d pick up if I called. But… now’s my chance to make everyone care." He said, starting to look more determined.

Galanthus. This may be his shot at bettering his craft and himself. He already had his setlist in mind, but more eyes and more experienced peers would help. Something about that got a grin out of him. Alright, keep it cool. Don’t overstate your enthusiasm. "And you’re kind of a Zinnia yourself. A solitary kind of flower. Red and… nothing can make you wilt for that long. You’ll never stop growing. I saw how quickly you bounced back after that frown on your face."

Dylan didn’t show it, but he started to regret blurting that out the second his mouth shut. Her pinky promise wouldn’t go unnoticed. He snickered, uncurling a finger to grip hers. "—Tch. Are you trying to hold my hand again? I’ll stay until the venue kicks me out. I’ll be there in your corner. Now, let’s get out there and give ‘em a show."

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rose-colored cheeks became strong tinge of red. she had been taken aback by his response. from the look of shock to embarrassment, she couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. dylan sayer found a way to constantly surprise her. for only knowing him for such a short time. evelyn, appreciating his company, had been devoid of worry and doubt. her mind now at ease by the fellow artist.

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an oath sworn through their intertwined fingers, it was time to head to the stadium in order to prepare for the show. evelyn would use her cellular device to call back their ride. once the driver returned they were then off to wardrobe once at the stadium. there were many people there. from the crowd that was here to see the show, one would notice the paprazzi ferociously flashing the pair with their camera. evelyn and dylan sayer were then escorted to the backstage once inside.

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"knock their socks off, dylan sayer!" evelyn encouraged him as they went their separate ways. she had to go prepare for her set, after all. though, he would see her again very soon before he had to debut himself.

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some moments later, it was almost time. evelyn, standing from her seat, stood before a mirror in order to examine the attire she would adorn (front + back). her hair, wavily styled, had been allowed to flow. no longer did she don her earlier attire. this one possessed volume, length, and bounce with each step taken. she was beautiful and many backstage could not take their gaze off of her.

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evelyn searched for dylan sayer upon finishing her final look. once she found her fellow co-star, she would walk over to greet him. upon reaching the area he was in, evelyn would say, "it's almost showtime rockstar." she teased the artist. doing a small twirl for her friend, she'd ask, "what do you think?" evelyn chuckled. she was ecstatic to see his performance. whether he blew it or not didn't concern her. she was just happy to be supporting her newfound friend's career. everyone had to start somewhere, right? those who selected dylan sayer had the utmost faith in him. so she wanted to trust her teams judgement.

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"don't let me down, okay?"

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Their ride...? Hitching a ride in a called cab sure was something, but the real treat was the throng of photographers there. The upstairs and downstairs of pop culture peeling out of the same car. Dylan couldn't help but play it up, sneering at the cameras and fanning his hair out with one hand. He smiled, and did little finger-guns at Evelyn as the two parted.

Dylan emerged from the dressing room in a distressed sweater and black jeans, with a windbreaker hanging off his shoulders. His hair remained thick and wavy, having been patted gently with texturizing gels earlier that day. The two met again in the hall, Evelyn opening with some light ribbing. Curiously, Dylan had a sneeze, a dry one. Must be the winter air getting to him. "Almost... Do you think you're ready?" He grinned at her comment, then looked her over. "It really suits you. It brings me back to that talk we had about flowers."

Don't let me down, okay?

This is it. The walkup to the stage is agonizing. Dylan scratched his nose, trying to zero in on the microphone and not meet the gaze of all those people. He walked out to the chanting of a choir, launching straight into deadpan singing, accompanied by rattling hats and burnt out guitars. This dragged out for a while, intermittently filling air with his tag. I regret everything I've done. DJ Sorrow.

And when he grew bored, Dylan gestured to the DJ for the night, queueing something to set the tone for the rest of the night. With as much conviction as he could muster, he ended his set belting out lines like "All I ask for is you believe in me." His voice wavered like he was approaching tears.

He then took a bow, balling up his windbreaker and throwing it into the crowd. Dylan placed the microphone back in the stand, walking backstage with his hands in his pockets, and his head held low. He turned and fell into the nearest chair, eyes scanning around. Was that... Evelyn? "...Go get 'em, tiger."

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