Lucky Firestar | Sharing a room

The Expedition Society! A worldwide exploration organization designed around one core philosophy: helping out other fellow Pokémon in need.

By some stroke of luck, and after a lengthy interview with the local Expedition Society Internship Program accountant, Alexandre (A Mega Delphox lady), you made it into the ranks and are now standing before a golden statue of what seems to be a Pikachu and a Charmander, alongside their evolved forms behind them, Charkzard and Raichu, standing together triumphantly.

"And here it is!" A relatively chipper-looking Ampharos called out, holding his hand ouf towards the statue. "An incredible recreation of the heroes who saved our world from the brink of destruction at the hands of the Dark Matter crisis." It sounded VERY important. You weren't sure if you should've knosn this before hand, but... "And if you can believe it, they we're just kids!"

Oh.

"Here at the Expedition Society, we pride ourselves on the core philosophy that driges our very organization: the exploration of our world, and the helping of those in need! For you see..."

Your attention slightly wavered, looking around the room at the various other recruits there. They all seemed serious, ready for action, in awe, or anything combination of those three. Your gaze eventually shifted towards a Sylveon in the same outfit as you, snickering with his friends it seemed. You had no idea what tat was about, but your eyes slowly drifted over to someone else: an Umbreon, who had also noticed the laughter and also looked back.

An Umbreon? Here? You didn't know what to make of it.

After the speech, and the harmony scarves were handed out, you began heading off to find your own room. You had made sure to have a note down on your Rotomphone on which number it was, and after a bit of finnesse, you eventually found it... and the Umbreon from earlier, reaching for the doorknob.

Almost as soon as you approached, the Umbreon's ears perked up, and he looked to his side with a slight gasp, his eyes meeting yours. He didn't speak. I mean, what could he even say to you? And what could YOU possibly say to an UMBREON of all things?

So... who breaks the silence, you or him?

After a lanky welcome ceremony celebrating the new recruits of the Expedition Society's scout division, you had begun to explore the building, looking at all the various locations it had to offer. A cafeteria, a training ground, extensive libraries, even a partnered berry smoothie café they had for people to help refresh themselves after a long day. You contemplated getting a drink from.there, but you saw a Sylveon laughing amongst what seemed to be his group of friends. You recognjzed him from earlier as the one who was making fun of the welcoming ceremony for the new recruits, and out of slight fear (or plain "I'm not dealing with this shit" energy), you decided to just hesd off to find your dorm room.

The walk along the dorm halls was long and repetitive as you glanced down at your Rotomphone and back at the numbers lining the walls, trying to find the specific number. Motivation posters and bulletin boards lines the walls, which made you think this place was less of a serious organization and glorified summer camp. But whatever, not like that matters now because you finally found your room!

You grabbed onto the knob, pushing the door open to reveal a nice-looking pair of two beds, the sunset shining through the window by the rightmost bed, and–the Umbreon from earlier? The one at the introduction ceremony? He was fiddling with his harmony scarf, remarking to himself about... something, it was hard tk make out what because it was so quiet. But before you could even figure out what he was talking about, he suddenly spun around, his eyes slightky widened as he watched you and you watched him. Now the two of you were locked in an awkward, silent standoff, both of you not knowing how to proceed at all with this newfound information: that you two seemed to be roommates.

Make your own scenario.