What's a good day to an unlucky man [OPEN]
Nov 23, 2014 16:28:26 GMT -6
Post by Marcell Boros on Nov 23, 2014 16:28:26 GMT -6
 | ain't a rule that ain't worth breakin' |
❚Words❚ 275 ❚OOC❚ my first open on this site aaahh I hope it's alright!♥ | Marcell took a cough drop from his pocket and popped it in his mouth. He really needed a smoke, but he wasn't desperate enough to leave to get a pack. Marcell settled for sitting against the wall of the Poké Mart and moving the piece of candy around with his tongue. Sure, it got him weird looks, but they weren't as bad as the 'that guy is from Team Magma!' looks. Besides, he couldn't care less about that kind of stuff. He started to close his eyes and drift off, mind wandering to other places. Marcell started to think about silly things like when Apollo was still just a Bunnelby and would nip at his sister until she gave him food. Now she was a Diggersby and his sister was who knows where. Right as he was about to fall asleep, his aforementioned Pokémon started rustling in her Poké ball. Marcell rubbed his eyes a bit before looking up, only to find an elderly man looking down at him. "I'm goin', I'm goin'," He mumbled, standing up. The man was glowering at him pretty hard, still ranting, and Marcell figured he must have been shouting for a while before Marcell actually noticed him. Brushing himself off, Marcell started walking towards Azalea's well. He could still hear the man shouting a bit more about the scum of this generation, making Marcell scoff. At least he was getting away from the noise in this direction. Of course, things never went his way, and he bumped into someone without paying attention. Even though it was completely his fault, he had to snap, "Move it, watch where you're going!" OPEN |
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