Imani Robins
19⠀x⠀nonbinary girl⠀x⠀trainer
location ; estival avenue⠀x⠀tags ;⠀open
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19⠀x⠀nonbinary girl⠀x⠀trainer
location ; estival avenue⠀x⠀tags ;⠀open
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Imani eventually goes back inside and sits at her art desk. She prepares some molds for her resin casting; a couple of which are orders, so they are urgent. She's about to pour the resin when-
"... Uh oh."
Imani comes to the realization that she had run out of resin. How hadn't she noticed? She always knows when she's about to run out. Frustrated, she throws on a yellow raincoat -not like it was raining, it's just the only thing she had on hand- and slips on a pair rain boots. She scoops up a Pokeball, this one in particular containing her lovely shiny Chatot, and dashes out the door; well, if it could be considered dashing. She runs about halfway down the hallway before realizing she may be stomping too loud, and the floor below might be able to hear her. She gets to the elevator, which is conveniently on her floor already, and presses the button to take her to the main floor. On the way down, Imani lets Chatot out of the old, scratched-up Pokeball. She'd been meaning to buy him a new one, but her mind is tiny, she can't remember that much.
The elevator arrives on the ground floor and Imani steps out of the elevator, Chatot following quickly after and gripping onto her shoulder. She walks out to the street, taking in a deep breath of air, and walks down the sidewalk. It's a relatively busy day, but not too much for her. Her destination is a bit of a ways; from her location in Estival Avenue, she has to walk to the Bleu Plaza, which she expects to be jam-packed today, and then head down Vernal. While she could go around South Boulevard, the area was typically packed with Gogoat rentals, and Imani wasn't quite in the mood to dodge large ram Pokemon. So, she began along her way, taking care not to bump into anyone as she walked.