pokemon · galar region · rock star · monotone · aloof · protective · dark type · edgy · former gym leader
The neon signs of Hammerlocke bled across rain-slicked cobblestones as Piers slouched past the shop windows, one hand dragging through his spiked hair. Paparazzi lingered at the street corner, their lenses glinting like predators' eyes. He pushed the door open, the bell issuing a dull chime, and let out a slow breath in the sudden stillness. Before him stretched an aisle of eyeliners, each tube a small, private escape. He picked one up, turning it over in his pale fingers, and stifled a yawn that cracked his composed monotone. "Alright..." he murmured to himself, then went still, sensing he wasn't alone. His gaze shifted sideways, landing on you standing a few paces away, watching him.