Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140416200630/@comment-24768547-20140604185751

Ophelia listened to Amet’s story and stared at her lap for a moment before one of his Pokemon, Fenice, landed on her shoulder and tweeted at her. She looked at the little fire bird sadly and then back down at her lap. “I’m sorry…” the young girl said, “I shouldn’t be upset and bitchy… At least, I have a family back home… You don’t… I’m sorry…” She began to cry repeating her apology over and over. She didn’t feel like she had enough to be upset about, yet she still was. “People have it worse than me…” she thought, “I shouldn’t being crying… I’m weak and stupid…” Softly, she said out loud, clutching her knees to her chest and burying her face in them, “I’m so sorry, Isaiah, Monochrome… I’m not worthy to be your trainer…”