Characters: Flint and Aaron, others that want to join
Date/Time: February 2
Location: Sinnoh League, Aaron's room
Summary: Flint comes home to... no one?
Flint had never really been one for solemn entrances. Well, maybe he had at one point, but apparently, that had changed. Now, he did as much of the flinging-of-doors and striding-in as he could. Which, at this point in time, seemed like a good idea.
So he did. To an empty hall. Which was surprising, because usually there was someone somewhere who either greeted him or mumbled something under their breath that may or may not have been a wish for him to turn around and leave again. So he did the next thing on his list and strode in.
After a while of striding around looking dapper, flip-flops slapping, his mouth turned from a smirk into a small frown. Where was everyone? Even Aaron's grassy indoor field was empty. Maybe they'd gone on vacation without him. How depressing. With a sigh, he scrabbled up the side of the enormous log and sat, legs dangling to one edge. He opened two Pokéballs and let Drifloon float around, while Growlithe hopped up onto the log to join him and laid its head in his lap.