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Who: usedfuryswipes and secret_sword
Where: Violet City Inn, Aya's room
When: 7/7, evening
Summary: A relaxing evening at home, with potential for mishaps.
Rating: PG at most
Log:
If there was one thing that was kinda annoying about having all these rooms, was that Ken spent as much time in Aya's as in his own. He was used to sharing a common space, and having an arrangement where, if he wanted, he didn't have to be around the others was...honestly, kind of lonely. Others might've called him crazy for feeling like that, but being as social as Ken was...
Well, whatever. Aya usually opened the door when he knocked, especially when it meant Ken would be paying for the invasion of privacy with cooking dinner. He liked doing so more than Aya did, after all. So while he puttered around in the kitchen, swaying to the music that he'd almost learned to tune out as white noise, Aya sat reading a book and surrounded by Pokemon.
Where: Violet City Inn, Aya's room
When: 7/7, evening
Summary: A relaxing evening at home, with potential for mishaps.
Rating: PG at most
Log:
If there was one thing that was kinda annoying about having all these rooms, was that Ken spent as much time in Aya's as in his own. He was used to sharing a common space, and having an arrangement where, if he wanted, he didn't have to be around the others was...honestly, kind of lonely. Others might've called him crazy for feeling like that, but being as social as Ken was...
Well, whatever. Aya usually opened the door when he knocked, especially when it meant Ken would be paying for the invasion of privacy with cooking dinner. He liked doing so more than Aya did, after all. So while he puttered around in the kitchen, swaying to the music that he'd almost learned to tune out as white noise, Aya sat reading a book and surrounded by Pokemon.