Gent Trainer Andrew ♂, Johto Day 26: The Saddest Are These

Those faces.  They looked so alive, yet never moved.  All they could do was stare off into the distance, glassy eyed, mouths agape.  I haven’t been able to get those images out of my head. 

It took me a while, but managed to travel south, and am now in some nice town called Cherrygrove City.  That is a lovely name: Cherrygrove.

All the people are very warm and accommodating, so I managed to find a job in no time flat.  I work as a Guide Gent, (thus the title, which I like enough to keep) and to pass the test and receive certification is amazingly easy.  And I’m not tooting my own horn on this one.  One of the questions was: Do you have the ability to locate and shop in a Poké Mart?  The sad thing is that I have to teach people how to do these things.  But the pay is steady and I got some really cool shoes; I can even run in them, which I never could do before because I didn’t want to bend, and thusly crease, my nice loafers. 

There are a surprising amount of people who come into this city completely unaware of how to do anything, all from New Bark Town.  I don’t think the New Bark Town educational system is doing its job if the people there have never been in a Pokémon Center before.  I’m surprised a few of them can even eat.

More interestingly though, I’ve been debating what I should do with my Eevee.  I obviously just can’t leave it as it is (what would people think?), and so I must pick an evolution for the poor thing.  The thing is I can’t decide.  All of its evolutions are just so… not normal, if that makes sense. 

So feel free to comment and tell me what you think I should do with my little Eevee.

Traumatized forever,

Gent Trainer Andrew ♂