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"You... PERVERT! Trying to use vine wrap on a lady! HOW am I supposed to fight you! I haven't even eaten my lasagna?"
She frowns. "Why am I a pervert!"
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS LASAGNA?" You are still mad! "THROW IT AWAY JUST TO FIGHT YOU? How are my pokemon supposed to eat then? IS THAT IT? ARE YOU TRYING TO STARVE MY POKEMON? IS THAT HOW YOU GET YOUR KICKS??"
"Um..." Sunny looks around as some of the guards start to walk over. "Y-you can calm down you know."
"CALM DOWN? YOU WANTED TO FIGHT IN THE LUNCH ROOM? HOW ARE WE EVEN SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?"
"Is there a problem?" A guard walks over, adjusting his sunglasses as he looks at you two. "Miss Day. Miss..."
You glare at him, he's probably glaring back... Sunny however looks confused. "You... are new correct."
"I am." He tilts his head towards the Year Leader. "Guard Weston. I heard something about... a pokemon battle?"
Sunny nods, flashing a large metal sunflower badge. "Yes sir! You do not mind right?"
He puts his hand on his ear piece. "Yes... one of the Leaders... very well." The man pulls his hand down stiffly and nods, clapping his hands. "Fly, you're up."
"Espartha! Poltergeist, Trick Room!" Theres this brightly colored bird in the room who waves its wings. Suddenly several eyes appear in the room and tables start to glow, floating in the air as space forms, the tables stacked atop each other as space widens for a pokemon arena...
And coincidentally theres a pokeball on the cafeterias floor.
Sunny gives you a wide smile. "Go ahead. Say no, waste everyone's time." She rolls a pokeball on the table. "Or... you can eat while we battle." She pats the seat next to her. "We can direct here! And your pokemon eat after the match!" She puffs her chest out. "Naturally you wouldn't make your pokemon fight until a hour after eating to avoid indigestion right?"
Remember that thing before? When you said Everyone was complicated and maybe no one was pure evil or a cute cinnamon roll?
You are starting to change your mind again. This lady sucks.
>You complete, shit eating bitch (Fight)
>... No! D100 social roll! (You are trapped by societal expectations)
>Write in
