Home Coming - Closed for GhostGrins
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Marcus stared up at the house just outside Verdanturf Town, his brows knit together in some worry as he approached the door. The shop wasn’t open, which seemed surprising to the teen. A frown pulled at his lips as he glanced to the Skitty laying across his shoulders. “I dunno if I’m comfortable just walkin’ in... It’s kinda been a few months... Since I kinda just... Up and left...” He mumbled to his Pokemon. His hand had been hovering over the doorknob for a while before drawing it back.”...” He sighed and moved to the side, sitting against the wall not far from the door. “This is stupid... Like hell he’d want to see me... Probably knock some teeth out for ditching him so suddenly...” He pulled his knees to his chest, resting his forehead against the top of his knees.











