Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20170619202546/@comment-26120744-20170625215545

Marcus snarled in rage and kicked something.

"How am I supposed to work for something if I don't know what it is!?" He muttered to himself.

He sighed, shook his head and went home.

"Welp, that's a job and a potential girlfriend down the drain." He muttered.

Being angry made him tired. He locked up the Griseous Orb, went to bed and, as what happens on most bad days, had nightmares about a blood-moon and Giratina entering reality.