There's a goddamn Roselia whose owner is named Pearl Elenor Tuniya. Her fuckin' name is P.E. Tuniya.
[Then he hesitates and drunkenly says.]
I want a Roselia.
[Why? Fuck if he knows. But he wants one. His drunken sulky ass wants a fuckin' flower or Budew or whatever.]
Anyway, this fuckin' Roselia went missing somewhere near Goldenrod. Figure if you can't find it, could look for it when I get back. Maybe Connie could find it. The dogs get caught in thorny bushes and it was last seen in a viney, thorny area.
[And the unfortunate witness to all this drunken sadness is pulled out of his pocket, a little Floette that he puts in front of the Pokegear he has propped up, just hugging away at her flower, looking as sweet as pie.]
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[Then he hesitates and drunkenly says.]
I want a Roselia.
[Why? Fuck if he knows. But he wants one. His drunken sulky ass wants a fuckin' flower or Budew or whatever.]
Anyway, this fuckin' Roselia went missing somewhere near Goldenrod. Figure if you can't find it, could look for it when I get back. Maybe Connie could find it. The dogs get caught in thorny bushes and it was last seen in a viney, thorny area.
[And the unfortunate witness to all this drunken sadness is pulled out of his pocket, a little Floette that he puts in front of the Pokegear he has propped up, just hugging away at her flower, looking as sweet as pie.]