[b]Fantasia Heirloom - 2:00 PM - Outside the Pokelabs[/b]

[@AbysmalDemon] [@Sho Minazuki]

Fantasia stood a few steps above Alex and Layla as they conversed with Blair, Budew was sharing a Pokepuff with Eevee while Fantasia scrubbed and scuffed at her dress trying to get the barley visible stain removed. 

At first she remained silent in the back, feeling groggy from the Sleep Powder and tense from trying to wipe the blemish from her clothing; but as she scrubbed harder with no luck, she began to aimlessly pace back and forth thinking of an idea with only the click of her heels to keep her company... Well, the click of her heels and the three Pokemon trainers sitting in front of her; but she had a habit of not speaking unless spoken to.

Odd, if the world worked like that nobody would talk because nobody would initiate conversation; Fantasia grew tiresome of scrubbing at the dress and collapsed onto the stairs in a fit of tears, balling at her eyes and hiding her face in her hands.

Budew drew closer to the diva, appearing distraught and attempting to comfort her; spewing out sad sputters of coos.

It was going to be a long day.