𝖯✰𝖣𝖠 -> 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖡𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖮𝗋𝗋𝖾 / @healbellls (Brendan)
He knows he’s been gone a while, at least from his house. He left the Pokemon that stay there under the care of a friend, who came and took care of the place every single day. He was trying to figure some things out, take care of a few loose ends, pick apart team Snagem as much as he could. He ended up away for longer than he intended, a few new scars decorating across his left arm. This was probably one of those moments where it was actually unhelpful that he didn’t have a cellphone.
Not that he’ll tell Brendan he was right about that.
He’s only been home a couple hours at this point, his head pounding and completely exhausted. He managed a shower while Umbreon and Espeon collapsed in the bedroom on their bed, exhausted and wrapped around each other. He scrubbed the dried blood from his hair and body, applied some cream to the gash on the side of his head, and then heard the doorbell ring. Togepi was following him around like a lost child and tugged on his pant leg to tell him someone was there, as if he couldn’t hear it himself. Picking the Pokemon up he let them curl into his arms and headed downstairs from the bathroom.
Grabbing the door handle he yanked it open and blinked, startled a little at seeing a familiar face on the other side of the door. His first thought was, doesn’t Brendan have a key? He’s pretty certain he gave the man a key to his house.
Unfortunately, the words that followed his mouth were–”Did the egg hatch?”