DAY 1.2: enter witty title here
Emma groaned, and flopped down on her bed, barely pausing to take off her mucky shoes. She had spent most of her community time mucking out the Ponyta and Rapidash stables - being creatures of fire, they needed no water, and had survived the world-changing drought.
Reaching over to her bedside table, she groped around for a small plate she kept stocked with Crystallised Ginga Berries - they had the delicious crystallised Ginger flavour, but were nearly thirty times more nutritious, when you got a good batch. Finding them, she picked one up, and proceded to nibble on it, staring up at her roof - that was almost literally plastered with pictures and drawings of extinct Pokemon - Pikachu, Shiftry, Tyrannitar, even the mighty Charizard, who had no sightings for over seventy years… and hundreds more. Literally.
The sun, high in the sky, beat down upon the village, all the inhabitants safely out of its rays. The young kids had finished their school, and were at home, or a friends, chilling out, until it was their turn at the communal area, and the middle school kids were yet to start. Emma's mother was pulling a triple shift, and would not be home until late that night.
Finishing the berry, Emma rolled off the bed, and got into the shower. A short while later, she was asleep in bed, due to her mainly nocturnal schooling.