Chris
It is a bright, optimistic day in the lush Viridian City. Chris is upstairs sleeping in his bed with his Pichu. His chest is gently rising in his sleep. Suddenly, his alarm clock goes off and he wakes up roughly. Pichu, disgruntled, hops off his bed and onto the floor. Chris gets up and walks to the shower. He quickly washes and throws on some clothes. He looks at himself in the mirror. He is about 5'10". You can tell by how his T-shirt fits tightly across his chest that he has muscle. His crystal green eyes glanced back at him. His light brown hair is short and shaped to his head. He is wearing an orange T-shirt, gray jeans, and orange converse. He didn't bother coming his damp hair. He looks down at Pichu, picks him up, and places him on his shoulder. They walk downstairs.
"Morning Kiddo," Chris' dad says.
"Good morning sweetheart," Chris' mom says kissing him on the cheek.
"I think I am going to call Darin for breakfast," Chris says in a low voice since he just woke up.
"Ok! By the way are you all finished packing for tomorrow?" Chris' mom asks.
"Almost done," Chris replies pulling out his pokegear.
He looks at the screen and pushes the down arrow, which moves the cursor to Darin Trill's name.
