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thread's so ded i can post TWO stories before 404 lel
After a long day in the sweltering heat, working in a cramped office building, and surrounded by people I frankly don't like, it's nice to finally be done with work for the night. As I had to stay later than usual, the streets of Celadon are empty, too.
When the air is this humid and hot, it gets a bit hard to concentrate; I can barely even keep myself awake as I walk myself down to the street corner. There's only one bus operating at this hour; it's a long route, but it's better than having to walk all the way back home.
After a couple of minutes of waiting, a bus pulls up to the stop and I'm let on. Like usual, the bus is totally empty; there's no one but me and the driver ever riding at this time of night. The moment I step on and pay my fare, the driver starts the bus and heads off; he's probably tired and wants to get home too—I can't say I blame him.
As I walk to the back of the bus, I notice that there's another passenger on the bus—a Ninetales, sprawled across the back seats where I normally like to sit. Her tails are draped over the edge of the seat, her eyes are closed, and her ears are twitching slightly. She looks to be fast asleep, but I can't imagine how anything—even a Pokemon—can sleep so soundly in this kind of heat.
An irritated scowl forms across her muzzle as she suddenly snaps her eyes open, and then immediately glares right ahead at me. She seems pretty grumpy, but I'm not about to let some fox steal my seat; I bet she didn't even have to pay to ride tonight! Ignoring the fox's angry glare, I walk down the aisle and sit down beside her, before being startled by an angry yelp.
I jolt up from my seat after I realize what I've done—in my exhausted stupor, I must have accidentally sat on one of her tails!
