Who: Barney Stinson and whoever else
Where: Violet City Pokemon Center
When: Today
Summary: Barney is working the pokemon center, feel free to bother him
Rating: G, potential PG for language?
Log:
Barney sighed as he placed the last few rolls of gauze in a cupboard and closed the door. Who would have thought that he'd be back to working manual labour. It had been a long time since he'd had to do something like this, especially since at home, he had the cushy office job with Goliath National Bank. Man, did he ever miss that. Slacking off at work, hanging out with Marshall, man things were good then. Not like now, where he was short on cash and had to work round the clock.
He returned to the front of the pokemon center, and sighed again as he leaned on the desk. Joy was out, and so he was now in charge of healing the pokemon. It didn't look too difficult, and Barney was pretty sure he could handle it. Not to mention he was kind of concerned with asking the Chansey for help. That just struck him as weird. Maybe he'd get lucky and some hot girl would show up.
The things one did for money.