Fredrick Walker would never be considered a lonely man. Anyone who knew anything about him could assure you of three things: He loved to eat, he loved to explore, and he loved to talk to people (even if they didn’t want to talk back). These habits only increased during festivals, where he would take part as much as he possibly could. Tonight however, Fredrick was not at the bars, the inns, or even with any individual person for the Wine Festival. Even Moe, his constant Meowth companion, had been left at their new home with a full bowl of food and a few coins to play with while Fredrick was away.
Tonight, Fredrick was going to celebrate the Wine Festival in a different way.
The waning moon watched as he trekked in the brisk fall night all the way from his house to the bridge connecting Amusement Archipelago to Rapture Retreat. At the middle of the bridge Fredrick finally stopped and set down the small satchel he had been carrying. Despi