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First "Is that what you're worried about?" Steven's voice chimed out in disbelief, eyebrow arched at the other male before him. The steel master crossed his arms as he leaned up against the cold wall of the champion's conference room—this time located in Sinnoh—and let out a small chuckle. His steel blue eyes focused on the view ahead of him, gaze softening.
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The redhead next to Steven pushed himself off the wall. He tossed him a glare, scoffing. "I didn't come to you so that you could mock me," Lance remarked rudely, looking away. "Besides, you know her more than the rest of us here."
He looked back at the Johto Champion, and snickered. "Don't you think that most girls would enjoy flowers as a gift?"
"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you, moron." He tossed his cape over his shoulder, observing the view along with Steven. It was a good distance from where they were standing in; across the room, was the elegant Sinnoh champion,
Tardiness A loud, annoyed groan echoed through the small window of a certain bluenette's house. Dawn's head suddenly popped out of the fairly normal-sized opening through her window, scanning her azure eyes around. All she saw was the tree that rested just a few feet from the side of her house that her room resided in. She could see her open, fence-less backyard, carpeted in nothing but luscious green grass, and some petty flowers here and there. The girl inched her body out even more from the frame of the window, trying to fish out a clearer view of the small town of Twinleaf. The sight of nothing but the small pond, and another house brought a frown to her pink lips. "Aww..."
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She leisurely tilted her head over back, scanning her small room, until her eyes landed on the clock on her nightstand. It was around two in the afternoon. Walking back to her bed, she plopped down at the edge, leaning her body against the cold wall. Dawn bumped her head against said wall, boring
Precious, Rare She sighed aloud—this had possibly been her thirteenth sigh in the day. She shuffled her hands in her brown hair, her tired eyes were worn out. The young girl bit her lip, thinking frantically. Tomorrow was the big day, yet she held no excitement.
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“Oooh, c’mon Haru! Think! What do you give him?!” She groaned in apparent distraught.
However, she was correct. What does one give someone like him on his birthday? A stone was her first thought, although she had no way of how to go about that. How does he find such rare stones? Well, of course, he looks in caves, mountains and so forth, but being a novice ‘stone-finder’ was something she was feeling insecure about. What if she didn’t find a stone he would like? What if she couldn’t find a stone at all? His birthday was tomorrow, what was she to do?