>>20792493I hope this cheers you up.
it was 1999. I was twelve years old, when I walked with a friend who was two grades higher than me for 7 miles one way across town. Every saturday morning we never slept in, instead; I'd empty my backpack that was normally filled with school supplies. it would be filled damage counters that made noise with every step I took, cards, my grey gameboy, link cables, and all of my pokemon games. I would trade my cards for lunch or snacks and battle for hours. it was worth every step through an unsafe town, and every hour of sleep/cartoons missed. the picture attached is from the japanese southern island promo set, thank you so much mom 