Sho
Supernova
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2010
Zack yawned as walking for 7 hours took a hell of a lot out of him. It was troublesome when you felt this sore, but he always thought that he would get used to this. Especially when traveling for 3 years. Hell traveling on foot for so long naturally kept him in shape. He wore basic traveling shoes, black shorts and a black vest over a white shirt, carrying a good amount of pockets for convenience. He had a pokeball hanging around his neck, right before you would come across his calm expression. Some facial hair was present, as if he recently trimmed it. However, the same could not be said for his curly fro, as it was as wild as one would expect. His brown eyes showed disappointment, as he was not feeling well.
"Maybe I should take it easy and just rest more," Zack suggested to himself. He sighed as he crossed his legs while sitting down under a tree. After giving himself a minute, he decided to pull out lunch. "Hmmm...should I cook, or just be lazy?"
Zack had a few options, but he wanted to eat before feeding his own pokemon. He gave it some more thought before deciding to just eat a cold-cut sandwich with some chips. He placed his bag on the ground and placed his food on it. He suddenly realized that he had nothing to drink.
"Oh come on!" he whined in annoyance. "I SWORE that I brought 2 litter bottles of juice! Fuck me..." Zack groaned as he grabbed his empty water bottle, which was strapped to the side of his bag. At the very least, he didn't need to go far to get water; there was a steady stream not a few yards away. Thus, he crawled over and took his time gathering fresh cold water.
"Maybe I should take it easy and just rest more," Zack suggested to himself. He sighed as he crossed his legs while sitting down under a tree. After giving himself a minute, he decided to pull out lunch. "Hmmm...should I cook, or just be lazy?"
Zack had a few options, but he wanted to eat before feeding his own pokemon. He gave it some more thought before deciding to just eat a cold-cut sandwich with some chips. He placed his bag on the ground and placed his food on it. He suddenly realized that he had nothing to drink.
"Oh come on!" he whined in annoyance. "I SWORE that I brought 2 litter bottles of juice! Fuck me..." Zack groaned as he grabbed his empty water bottle, which was strapped to the side of his bag. At the very least, he didn't need to go far to get water; there was a steady stream not a few yards away. Thus, he crawled over and took his time gathering fresh cold water.