Can We Talk?

Buneary, as always, was absolutely loving the attention from the cameras. She posed, twirled, and blew kisses into the camera lenses, as she showed off the beautiful ball gown she had draping down her. Dawn watched on, smiling at her Pokémon's cute little antics. But, inside, she was a little lonely. Piplup, Mamoswine, Pachirisu, Quilava and Togekiss were all back in their pokéballs, in her hotel room. And she didn't have any human company to look forward to, either. She was so bored.

Zoey came to studio 101. Behind that door is Dawn. This is it. Now or never. With a long intake of oxygen, Zoey slipped, nice and quietly, to be polite, into the room. She smiled immediately when she saw a little Buneary, quite obviously Dawn's, prancing around in front of the cameras. She scanned the room for any sign of the Pokémodel's trainer. There, standing in the corner, looking a little lonely, was Dawn. Very discreetly, Zoey slipped through the backstage equipment to the bluenette, and slid beside her, unseen by the fashionista. Zoey couldn't help but admire the dress she was wearing. It looked like it had come straight from Dolce & Valentino. It was an elegant, flowing, white dress that billowed out at the waist. Around Dawn's neck was an incredibly ornate golden necklace. It looked rather expensive, like it'd come out of Aurum Clarke's. She, suddenly, noticed a sweet scent in the air. It had to be the perfume Dawn had on. It smelt like mint and orange, the scent of 'Roserade Twist' by Fantina, the Hearthome gym leader.

A good quarter hour passed by, and the photo shoot was nearing its end. Buneary was in her final outfit; a very sweet pink tennis kit. With the final pictures done, Dawn collected Buneary, and made her way to leave. She froze in place, however, when she caught sight of Zoey – from the corner of her eye – where she'd been, originally, stood. How long was she there for? Oh, good sweet Mesprit, Uxie and Azelf, she'd ignored her completely for, who knows, how long. The redhead waved at her from the corner.

"Hi, there, Dawn." Dawn's heart fluttered. It was her. She was here. Oh, it's been so long since they last met. Dawn broke out in a massive beam, and ran straight towards Zoey, almost, rugby-tackling her to the floor in a hug. Zoey was just able to stop herself tumbling from the slam. She could feel a heat creep along her face, as she absorbed Dawn's body heat.

The two pulled out of the hug, and looked into each other's faces. Zoey could see that Dawn's face was slightly pink, as well. They looked like a right pair, Zoey thought to herself. She missed Dawn so much. To have her in her arms again, it was just amazing.

"Hey, Zoey." Dawn greeted. "How long's it been since we last saw each other?"

"Too long." Zoey answered, with no thinking needed. "Hey, listen… could we meet up somewhere?" Dawn blinked at her, confusedly.

"Um… sure. Why?"

"Well… it's just… can we talk?"