violet: [ examine SLATER FAMILY PHOTO ]
Do what with SLATER FAMILY PHOTO?
> Tear that shit in half
> Draw some top-notch mustaches
> Examine
[[SLATER SR. glares back at you from the confines of the dusty picture, but he’s the only person that still looks the same in this physical memory. YOUNGER FAUST has a rare QUARTER-GRIN on his face, and you feel a pang in your chest as you recognize the MYSTERIOUS WOMAN in the photo.
Her smile is-was-radiant.
Your memory shifts back to YOUNGER FAUST, and you wonder where EDGE KING FAUST is now. You can’t help but increase your Happiness at the thought of his GRUMPY ASS lounging around another (hopefully) nicer city. Even though you miss constantly kicking his GRUMPY ASS up and down the street, a part of you hopes that he will never return to LUMIOSE CITY again.
He deserves that at least.]]