Red and Pikachu are each indulging in their own heavenly slices of cheesecake from the Lemon Cello Church at a low table that was salvaged from Takoba Beach, which is rudely interrupted by an unfamiliar, rambunctious man bursting into the room. Having a complete stranger break into one's home is enough to piss off most people, but that is especially true for Red, being the private person that he is.
He swiftly gets onto his feet and closes the distance between himself and the stranger despite the attempts to intimidate him. Red only has two whole inches on this guy but he'll take them, standing tall as he gets in his face and locks eyes in an intense glare. Pikachu regards Add with a similar expression, crouching low on the table and ready to pounce if he needs to protect his Trainer.
"Do I?" Red's voice comes out as a low rumble. Clearly he's far more interested in fighting the guy than helping him, but it's ultimately up to Add how this goes down.
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He swiftly gets onto his feet and closes the distance between himself and the stranger despite the attempts to intimidate him. Red only has two whole inches on this guy but he'll take them, standing tall as he gets in his face and locks eyes in an intense glare. Pikachu regards Add with a similar expression, crouching low on the table and ready to pounce if he needs to protect his Trainer.
"Do I?" Red's voice comes out as a low rumble. Clearly he's far more interested in fighting the guy than helping him, but it's ultimately up to Add how this goes down.