Post by Red on Nov 30, 2015 1:25:10 GMT -5
Red was unpacking his things in dorm number 100. He was on one of his first days around and was already enjoying himself. The only problem he was having at that point in time was - he was an untidy guy. He didn't really clean up after himself, so when he unpacked he threw his stuff everywhere.
He stepped back from his bed, studying the sea of decay. When he saw he, he grimaced. Although he was bad, he wasn't tat bad. At least, he thought he wasn't. He picked up some on his clothes and put them into an (untidy) pile on his desk right before flopping down on his bed. Yup. Things were going great.
When he saw the pokeball on his bedside table, he picked it up. It was empty, but it had once housed one of his old partners. Red was one of those people who didn't like forgetting old friends. He sighed and threw the ball up, then caught it repeating this process for a while.
He stepped back from his bed, studying the sea of decay. When he saw he, he grimaced. Although he was bad, he wasn't tat bad. At least, he thought he wasn't. He picked up some on his clothes and put them into an (untidy) pile on his desk right before flopping down on his bed. Yup. Things were going great.
When he saw the pokeball on his bedside table, he picked it up. It was empty, but it had once housed one of his old partners. Red was one of those people who didn't like forgetting old friends. He sighed and threw the ball up, then caught it repeating this process for a while.
