[It takes Dave until the last question to realize what's going on. He's instantly awake, all warm and toasty bed feelings destroyed utterly by the wave of cold dread that slaps through him. He pushes the pillow and covers aside and rolls away, grabbing a nearby Pokéball and returning his Larvesta, who's just poking out her head from the blankets, to her humble abode.]
Oh hell no. I am not here for this horseshit, not this early in the morning. Bye.
[He stands too fast and sways for a second, his poor exhausted head not ready for the sudden shift to vertical, but he just slides his hand under his shades and over his eyes and stumbles stiffly towards the dresser, mumbling choice grievances under his breath.]
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Oh hell no. I am not here for this horseshit, not this early in the morning. Bye.
[He stands too fast and sways for a second, his poor exhausted head not ready for the sudden shift to vertical, but he just slides his hand under his shades and over his eyes and stumbles stiffly towards the dresser, mumbling choice grievances under his breath.]