[b]Fantasia Heirloom - The Grand Tradition - 8:15 PM[/b]

A knock was heard at the door after a few minutes of attempted sleep, curiously Fantasia walked over to the regal double doors and cautiously peeked her eye though the peephole.

[color=lightyellow]“Miss Heirloom?”[/color] A man dressed in black called, [color=lightyellow]“-I have your soil.”[/color]

Fantasia chuckled at her tired self for a moment and swung the doors open, she had almost forgot she even ordered room service. She couldn’t tell how much time had passed since she placed the call, regardless she was thankful it had arrived.

[color=lightpink]“Thank you.”[/color] She tipped the man, bowing before closing the double doors.

Fantasia inched her way into the bedroom and thumbed through her purse, looking for Budew’s pokeball; once found she called out her Pokémon, setting the sleepy bud on the bed and proceeded to grab a glass from the bathroom. She mushed the wet soil to the sides of the cup, making sure it stuck before carefully walking the glass back over to the nightstand, ensuring that no soil had been displaced. 

She then delicately lifted the small Pokémon and placed her into the cup, covering all but the blooming bud in the potting soil. After Budew had been submerged, she walked the cup over toward the closest window facing east; allowing for sunlight exposure in the morning.
After all Fantasia prerequisites had been fulfilled, she calmly shuffled over to the bed and collapsed onto the mattress below.

[b]Sleep ensued thereafter.[/b]