The Leafeon ignoring Yōko’s advances made the old fox pout a little, yet shed place herself next to the grass type in an instant.
“Aww, you’re really busy huh… Shame, and here I was hoping to get to know you better. You sure you can’t be late?”
A flick of her hair, turning towards
her destination.
❝ Thank you, stranger, you're not half bad
yourself, I'll say. Anything else? ❞