Stella was walking on the cobblestone city streets - well, more accurately, she was skipping, her best friend's hand clasped firmly in her own. Her other hand was occupied with a sparkly leash, as functional as it was cute in keeping her Pokemon partner from running off on his own - or, on the busy city streets, trying to take the wallets of various passersby. "Where should we go for lunch, Fey?" she asked cheerfully, not quite heading anywhere in particular, but happy to be heading there nonetheless.
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