Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Pokemon nor any of the many, many characters and Pokemon themselves, only my OC.
'we've got to stop meeting up like this' he spoke i sighed but didn't bother to turn around,
'too true,
but i'm trying to see what type of home i want later on,
you know?'
[still studying the wall of a condo and internally debating whether i liked the color or if i should paint it [if it were mine]]
felt him sidle up beside me,
shadow blocking the sun and my view of the wall [darned raven]
.
finished with the wall, we took in the entrance to the building-
artificial grass,
a pebbled walkway,
security fingerprint pad and code combo,
other condos /right/ there,
a large glass window without any curtains leading to a staged room and of course,
the unassuming door itself.
already,
i didn't like it.
still.
'doesn't hurt to look inside'
[in dark slacks and a button-up shirt,
he carries his hat-wearing pikachu inside.
wonder what he's been doing?]
the inside was surprisingly small:
to the immediate right was the bedroom as seen from outside,
ahead and to the immediate left was the garage,
further down was an entrance to a restroom and some stairs.
walking up the stairs proved to be the better option-
there was at least a third of the floor dedicated to an expansive kitchen whereas the rest a living-slash-dining area.
and some more stairs heading up.
sharing a look,
he shrugged and nodded me ahead,
'don't look at me;
it's your decision'
[pika had hopped out of his arms and was munching on the complementary candy left on the show table]
the third floor wasn't to my liking.
it has four bedrooms, yeh,
but they weren't exactly-
how to put it.
there was a jack-and-jill set o' rooms, but they reminded me of prison cells.
they had plain walls and tiny windows near the very top of the ceiling that an adult couldn't even see out of,
let alone children.
that's not even counting the way the doors were designed,
or the space to even stand in,
for the restroom.
just-
no.
the other guest room seemed to be more of an office than anything-
would barely be able to fit a decent dresser, table and bed in there.
and the master bedroom was akin to a guest bedroom with a small restroom attached.
again,
exchanged looks.
'pika likes the candy' he offered,
crooked smile shining up through his eyes.
rolled my eyes to give a scoff of my own and dragged him out of there.
[he let me.
until we reached the stairs.
then he walked down ahead of me whistling innocently]
once he hit the bottom, i felt a small force land on my shoulders to-
'Holy Shining Mew-!'
-launch me into his trainer's back.
-qB