>>49005141>Actually, yeah.A man, who saw better days during his time in the war, steps out of the boxcar. The sun was setting and the cold was starting to make its presence known. The trip was long, and it made him skip all his chances to eat throughout the day.
He had no idea exactly which town he had found himself in, but it was far enough away from the problems back home.
It had a few amenities here and there, like restaurants and what have you, but a quick look into his wallet revealed nothing that could let him enjoy his stay in the new town.
He knew no other choice could be made, so the dumpster behind one of the eateries would have to make due.
It seems though, he was in luck! One of the cleaners stepped out of the back door with a bunch of food in bags. The worker made a few complaints about some people leaving before the food was done, before throwing the food in the dumpster and storming back inside.
The tired vagabond quickly made his way towards the dumpster and flung it open. Revealing a smorgasbord of scrapped goodies. Probably the freshest he's had in a while.
Somethings like the bread he pockets for later, but everything else is a free meal here and now.
During his meal, some rustling crosses the man's ear. He knew it had to be on the staff and quickly turned around. To only be greeted by a tired Trubbish. He grumbles a bit for getting worked up over a literal walking trash bag and goes back to eating.
A brief moment is all he got before the Trubbish an audible scream. The man almost fell of the dumpster from the sudden sound and was ready to give it an earful, but the Pokemon was preoccupied with a Grimer slowly trying to absorb it and turn it into its next meal.
