I can't believe it, I wake ready to get my pokemon but all i see is this old man talking to me. Why can't this wait so i can go get my pokemon. I would just blow him off and walk away, not like I will ever see him again, but for some reason i cant move. He goes on and on about the world of pokemon as if i didn't already know and then he says something about him being the pokemon prof...esor...ah crap,maybe i should listen to him. After his long rant or whatever it was, I couldn't care less, he asks me what gender I am..like are you freaking kidding me!
"I am obviously a boy" I said to him.
"oh okay then...hmmmm what was my next question again,o yes...what is your name."
"What are you,a stalker?...Well,are you going to answer that"
"huh,oh well i just want to know your name."
"Fine it's Sai."
"Okay,and what is my grandson's name."
"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW, is this a password of some sort?"
"He is your neighbor."
"Then its nick, don't you remember, its that douchebag kid who i hate."
"You don't seem like someone who would take good care of one of my pokemon"
"Alright I'm sorry" I said to him,then I fell asleep as he went back on to rambling about the pokemon world.
