I-I dont' know a lot about sports guys sorry.>>17447785_No.>>17447181http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cB-1pqFu1io"U-Uh, is your shake alright?"
You try to change the conversation in an attempt to lampshade the fact that you've been frequently nodding on and off on your own daughteru during what's otherwise supposed to be a qt bonding time session.
In retrospect, it really does convey a degree of rudeness. It's not that you mean it, it's just that all those gazebos...You could barely get two winks of sleep, let alone one.
You take a bite out of your cinnamon baguette, "It's alright.~" she says. Aside from your incompetence, she's pretty content with your company. Not that that should be a surprise, or anything.
"When's mum-mum comin' back?~"
"When she's done at the hair place."
"B-But, when -is- that, poppy?~"
"Well, it's when she's finished."
"No, no, no, I mean, time, time!~ /When/?"
"How the heck am I supposed to know?! I don't know how long a trim takes!"
"Hmmmf~ 'M not 'sprised, you look like your hair needs a reeeeeeaaaaally big trim anyway, poppy!~"
"What's THAT supposed to mean!?"
"It's okay poppy, I like your girly hair just the way it is!~"
You slouch in your seat, surrendering. At any rate, at least she's not pouty anymore. As soon as that trim is over with, you'll be able to get to the gym, that fifth badge awaits. It awaits so hard.
As you take another sugary bite out of your exploitable baguette, a girl not of particular familiarity makes her way over to your table. For what reasons, are unknown, at least now anyhow.
>This girl is...A) A peppy, young Tourist.
B) A motherly Pokemon Breeder.
C) An extremely tsundere female Ace Trainer.
D) [Anon choice]
