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[rivalsolarbeam]

[Hello you have reached the phone of one Bulba.

You may leave him a VOICE MAIL, TEXT, or just CALL him. Leave the date and time and he will get back to you.]

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[rivalsolarbeam]

[Pink, man. WHAT A GOOD COLOR. There was no shame to his game.

Bulba cracked an eye open to give Vinnie a golden eyed stare.]

Heh. It'll never happen, we wouldn't have nearly enough problems.

[flowerofmtsilver]

[Vinnie let out a good humoured sigh, and pat Bulba on his broad head.]

By the natural laws of this school, you're probably right.

[rivalsolarbeam]

Watch, I probably jinxed it.

[Then Skull Kid walked in and Bulba settled himself down and rested his large head on the floor, letting out a brief yawn.]

... I won't be bothering you, will I? By staying.

[flowerofmtsilver]

[Vinnie walked over to his bed in the meanwhile and pulled back the covers. He couldn't place why, but for some reason his heart quickened with nervousness for a second when faced with giving Bulba an answer. This shouldn't have felt weird or different. Why did he feel weird and different?]

What? N-nah, it's totally fine.

[rivalsolarbeam]

[If anything was amiss, Bulba did not entirely notice, like that stutter he had clearly just misheard.]

... Okay. That's good. I'm glad.

[Bulba took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled, letting the scents of the room and the other Venusaur keep his tired mind at ease.]