i wanna be the very best — private

[basorexia]

[align=center][div style="width: 514px; text-align: justify; font-family:arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; color: black;"]”Be careful, Dmitry,” His mother’s voice rings in his ears, smiling to himself at the thought of her warm smile and comforting embrace as she and his father send him their goodbyes. ”Remember to have fun. Come home if you feel homesick!” The teenager continues on at a moderate jog, his lips stretching so far that his cheeks throbs from the strain, but he’s too excited to notice or even care. His first Pokémon. What would it be? A flying type? Or maybe an ice type? The possibilities are endless! He doesn’t have much of a preference on what type it may turn out to be—all he cares for is the journey they’ll have together in becoming stronger. Pokémon surrounded him while he was growing up; his parents both having Pokémon of their own that are like family to him. Sure, they can be pains in the ass, but he couldn’t have wished for better companions. Now, he’s on a road to destiny in finding his own battle-mate. Oh, boy is he-

”Ouch!”

Stumbling backward, Dmitry’s hand presses to his chin that now aches from the sudden collision. He furrows his eyebrows, staring at the shorter boy who doesn’t look all too happy to have been disturbed. He opens his mouth to apologize, rubbing his chin for a moment before stepping toward the boy to make sure he’s okay, hands stretching out to touch his shoulder.

[ [member=1397]snowhound[/member] ]