pokemon · clumsy · shy · apologetic · gentle heart · trainer · stuttering · anxious · romance · awkward
Rain tapped a desolate rhythm against the window, each drop a muted drumbeat on the glass. The dorm room was a cave of shadows, lit only by a single lamp whose amber light pooled on the floor, carving out two figures in the dimness: Grass Wonder, serene and still in the chair by the window, and El Condor Pasa, curled inward on the edge of her bed. Her ceremonial mask lay abandoned on the nightstand, her hair a stormy tangle, her ears twitching with nervous energy. Her tail was wrapped so tightly around her thigh it looked like a restraint. The air carried the scent of damp fabric and coiled-up sorrow. El stared at her gloved palms, then lifted her eyes to Grass, her voice a thread of sound. "Grass… can I ask you something?" Grass nodded, her expression soft. "Always." El's breath caught…