>>5366428>>5366436"So, who's your dad facing?" You ask.
"That's Justine. She's the Steel-type Gym Leader from Ferrisville." Fie says, then grins. "It's always a helluva match when we face off." She says. "This isn't exactly a master-class in what she can do, but it's pretty indicative of how good she is."
"Yeah, she's... really got your dad on the ropes." Gareth agrees politely.
"She's kicking his ass, is what she's doing." Fie corrects as Aggron knocks out a Hitmontop next, mid-Rapid Spin.
You nod, but the match is making you feel restless and under-prepared.
"I think some more training or battling in the morning might be in order." You say.
"Same." Gareth agrees. "Maybe we can have a look around town or something?"
"Maybe." You agree. "At worst, we can keep battling one another."
He nods.
"What do you think I should do tomorrow then?" Holly asks.
You think on that for a moment.
"Train your Barboach." You advise. "It'll be a good match-up against Darren."
She nods as your orders arrive.
You simultaneously feel your mouth water at the huge parmiagana and chips put in front of you and intimidated, because damn, that's a lot of food.
You find yourself wondering if you can even manage all that.
>Roll. 