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Shiron managed to gather enough strength to stand up on the chair again. "Ain't we sparin' later? I'm not gonna forget you. I think. I hope not..." He tapped his fingers on the table, smiling. "Oh, and this might be drunk me talkin', but fuck it." He leaned in for a quick peck on Kora's cheek...

"I literally just met you though." Shiron ordered another drink, sipping it down. And another. And another. At that point, his head promptly plopped onto the table and he mumbled.... something.

"Thanks..." He grinned, hiccuping again. "R-Right. I think I'mma order 'nother round."

"I always did think about doing more with my life..." He said, smiling more. "Escapism. I think that's the word? Always wanted to leave home and... dunno, do something meaningful, y'know?"

Shiron finished another round of beer a d grumbled. "Oh well. I gotta enjoy this while it lasts. Then, back to the ol' boring human life..."

"Hell yeah, why wouldn't I?" Shiron chirped, flexing a bicep. "I can shoot water outta my mouth, I can lift like, I dunno... a lot more than I weight... it's way better than when I was a human. At least... that's what I think."

Oh. That wasn't so bad after all. Shiron managed to smile. "Well, anything is better than Hoenn. Too hot, too much water, not to mention what my folks do to me..." "Wait, your mom's human? Or... was, right. Uh, how does that work?"

"...Huh, that was surprisingly thoughtful of you." Shiron hiccuped again, but ignored it and chugged down more beer. "Thing is: I have no clue what I wanna do when I get home. My parents are probably... well, not worried, but they must be wondering where the fuck am I. Not that I miss them...

"...I'm starting to think your friends have a drinking problem. I'm mostly doing this 'cause my parents aren't really here to complain, and this isn't really my body, so no consequences... I think. Shit's weird." Shiron picked one of the cups he ordered and chugged it all in one go. His stomach...

"Well, I do like makin' new friends..." "Not that I know of. Unless you count Soda. But really... You seem to be unique? I have a few friends, but they're not like you. There's like... Vix, the... candle. Chandelure, actually. I think. There's Saltriv, they're a Meganium, there's also...

"I didn't get to pick the name! I don't know who did it, now that you mentioned... most of my interactions have been with a candle." He shrugged, sipping more of the drink and frowning as hard as he could. "...Color me interested in your-hic "nonsense". At least it's funny."

"...You're a little weird. And what kinda name is Miracle Matters? It sounds... I don't wanna be rude, but maybe you see where I'm goin' with this." Shiron picked the beer he ordered and began chugging it down until he was out of breath. Then, he wiped some of it off his face. "Right, sparring...

Shiron nearly choked on his drink, managing to swallow it quickly "P-Pretty sure you can't ask something like that and not expect someone to take it as flirty..." Having finished his drink, he ordered a beer and sighed. "I do come here often. And you were here before? What's that all about?"

The Swampert lowered his head onto the table and let out a long sigh, not having noticed Kora yet. "Oh, hey. Another Zoroark." Shiron waved as he sipped more of the soda. "I don't mind the company. Somehow, I was expecting Vix but... Nah, it's aight. I'm Shiron. Nice to meetcha!"

Shiron had made an habit of hanging out on the bar, ordering drinks and, sometimes, getting blackout drunk. Not this time, though. He just ordered a soda and sipped it down while mumbling some nonsense to himself.

"I should get back to the dorm," Shiron nodded, yawning again. "This was fun, though, so feel free to hit me up if you want to do this again."

"To abandoning humanity! I guess..." Shiron raised his glass, clicking it with Soda's before drinking the rest of it. After finishing with it, he put the glass down, and stared at it. "Well, uh, thanks for the chat. You're a nice guy."

Instead of answering, Shiron took another drink, slowly putting it down, before letting out a hiccup. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Fair, fair. Don't really have anyone to return to, anyway. Bad parents, no friends, that sorta deal. Kinda makes it hard to miss home. At least here I can do...

"Oh." Shiron looked down. Part of him wondered if the same would happen to him, but this situation wasn't permanent... he would go back home, to that place, with those people. He took a moment to look at himself and sighed. "...I'm not sure myself. I still remember where I come from, I...

Shiron waited for him to answer, rubbing his arm and forcing a sheepish smile, a bit embarassed of having asked the question, but there wasn't really a way to turn it back now. "Oh? O-Okay," he sighed in relief. "Sorry for asking, I got curious. It's fine if you don't know."