Weekends were always boring.
Everyone was away vacationing, or they were home and ignoring Touko for their own completely logical, yet selfish, reasons.
So usually on days like these where nobody wanted to hang out or train, she made her way to the Pokemon World Tournament to see what was new, or maybe pick up someone new and neat to chat with; though usually, they were there only to participate in PWT, thus excluding Touko from getting a good conversation with them.
Sitting in the lobby and waiting for something like a conversation to spark, however, was not quite as entertaining as it sounded. Unfortunately for her, the Unova girl didn’t have quite the reputation she thought she had - so she didn’t really have a fanbase, or stupid boys walking up and asking for her autograph or a battle (instead, they asked for sex usually - in which case, she would generally deny the offer). Which meant, of course, that nobody was racing to say hello to her.
So really, she was left to pursue people - not generally her style, but it entertained her on Saturdays.
A little lady popped into the room (almost quite literally, that childlike energy was present all about the girl), and Touko knew she was to be sought out as the first conversational victim.
Coolly, she slid right up out of her seat and nearly slid over to Dawn as the foreigner was signing into the checklist. “Heeeeeeeey, you’re here to register for the tournament, riiiiight?” she asked, being obliviously redundant as she leaned into the counter, facing Dawn as she stretched out, elbows propped up on the counter.
… Shining her famous Touko Smile™ would definitely get the stranger to recognize her, and she knew just how it would play out: after she was identified, Touko would have to accept a desperate request to battle only because she had nothing else better to do! What a sight.
Too bad she wasn’t as reputable as she imagined herself.
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