Get off my back | Tyson - wo apr 07, 2021 1:05 pm
Nestor Greaves
Trainer
| “No! Don’t do- Get off!” The pokémon clung to his back, his weight putting Nero off balance. One hand was placed against the wall for support, the other awkwardly positioned above his head in a failed attempt to chase Cleo away. His hand found his target and he began pushing against the pokémons head. A loud and above all agitated shriek rang in his ears, too loud to be comfortable. “You’re too heavy, I won’t make it five meters with you grumpigbacking me,” the young man complained. Something slapped against his hand, sending a wave of pain through it. Quickly he pulled back, not wanting to get stabbed, and rubbed his hand where his skin was turning red. Angrily he glared over his shoulder where he could barely see the purple silhouette of his Gligar. With a defeated sigh, he looked at the street before him. There was no way he would make it out of town with this thing on his back. The weight was already causing great discomfort. Excuses are for those who don't want it bad enough |