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Aidan fluffed his feathers happily, dimming the cafe’s lights as it transformed into a bar scene. He sent a few embers to the candles scattered about the room with expertise, the fire and sunset casting a warm glow through the establishment.
A unique brew of customers began to file in, the usual guild regulars and individuals with varying morals settling together at the bar and conversing without hostility. Aidan slid an Old Fashioned to a silent charmeleon before turning back to the entrance, the jingle of his door chiming as another pokemon entered. A gloomy looking roserade shuffled in, looking around the room before setting her eyes on him and approaching the bar. She looks like she’s having a rough night...
This was a normal occurrence at the bar, Aidan would often joke that he was an unlicensed therapist with how many pokemon come to vent about their troubles to him. Unlike most bartenders he’s met, he actually enjoys helping pokemon and consoling them. The roserade plopped in front of him, leaning on the bar causing a spark of familiarity to flash in his mind. He clacked his beak into a gentle smile when he recognized her. Plumeria. She is or was, a part of Team Taboo. Despite what pokemon may think, it wasn’t easy living in the gang life and he’s seen first hand how stressful it can be. It wasn’t a life lived through rose-colored lenses.
“Welcome to Hondew!” Suddenly a pun came to him. Don’t do it Aidan, you’re going to get your ass kicked. But since when did he ever listen to himself?
