Chihiro yawned. It was getting late. She left to go to sleep, and said goodbye to the Pokemon at the door. Once she got to room 251, she unlocked the door and flopped onto the bed. She took off her choice scarf and started thinking again. She thought about the resort, and the Pokemon at the resort. They seemed nice. The resort wasn't what she was expecting. Chihiro didn't think she'd meet new Pokemon, and even evolve. She liked it here. She wished she could stay here, as a free Pokemon.
Aria, her trainer, still hadn't contacted Chihiro, but Chihiro didn't mind. She liked it better without being tied down, needing to fight and follow her trainer's orders. The Pokemon here seemed relatively happy too. They must have nice trainers. Chihiro wished to be like them. Social, friendly, talkative. But Aria made her like this. Aria made her fear the dangers that could be ahead. As an Eevee, Chihiro stupidly approached Aria with kindness, not knowing she would be captured. Wild Pokemon were just objects to fight, and beat up to grow stronger. Opponents weren't friends. They were temporary enemies. And teammates. Teammates were just...teammates. Any moment they could be thrown into the PC and you had to go on. Aria taught her that. Chihiro used to believe every word of it. She was never introduced to other Pokemon, until now. The others were friendly. She knew because their trainer wasn't Aria.