LOCATION && WITH WHOM : : ROUTE 15 W / ANYONE @shadowstart
Well. This is embarrassing, like, really embarrassing. So embarrassing that Carmichael can’t even bring himself to remove his hands from his face, not wanting to face the reality of the situation. It’ll only make him groan and sink into an even more depressive episode. But he does look through his fingers, just for a few seconds, to see if his prayers have been answered. Unfortunately, they have not as the thing he tries to pray away... stares back at him from the tree, Carmichael’s bag in its hand. What bag exactly? Oh, you know, his bag that carries his ribbon case, potions, empty pokeballs, and the pokeballs that house his team of Pokemon. Yes, all three of his Pokemon were still inside of their pokeballs, probably shaking their heads in disappointment at their trainer who could do nothing to save them. It’s humiliating! Luckily for him, Carmichael spots another trainer nearby, and while he didn’t want to ask for help, he desperately need it. “Hey, uh,” he called out, cheeks flushed red. “Could you help me out with something? That Purrloin stole my bag when I wasn’t looking.”









