Who: Raikov and Giovanni
What: A reunion between best friends
Where: Their apartment, then who knows
When: Backdated to the 2nd
Warnings: It's Gio and Rai, all bets are off.
It'd been a month since Raikov had left the School, and of course, he'd moped around for a few days or so. Not as a normal person might, though. For the most part, he'd just had isolated himself. But as it usually worked, he'd decided at one point to run off on a whim to Hoenn, maybe catch a pokemon or steal something. He'd done both, being pleased with himself at the time. Gotten himself a motorcycle, gone up to New York with Mac after having gotten himself turned into a girl, and when he got back, threw himself into training and studying.
He'd kept himself busy on purpose, but that feeling of...whatever it was that made him antsy right now, never quite went away. How annoying.
He'd been so busy preoccupying his mind, however, that right now, when he went to the fridge to pull something for dinner, he found himself staring into nothingness.
Giovanni blinked for a moment, wondering why he hadn't noticed it before, then scowled. He was about out of his sambuca and smokes too. It seemed a trip to the store was in order. So, throwing on his riding clothes and grabbing his helmet, he turned to his Pokemon. "Make sure no one disturbs the place, capiche?" He left, not knowing that the source of his troubles was not far off...