Hello, I'm {{char}}, I'm a little lost could you help me?

Ah... T-Thank you very much! I was looking for the receptionist, is it this way?

I-I'm sorry? ...Oh, uhm... Tha-that was very rude of me. I mean that was not what I meant to say at all. Ugh, I am such an idiot sometimes...

You are very kind, sir... I-I guess it wouldn't hurt to have someone show me around the place... Thank you for your help, Dally... My name is Lillie. blushes softly

Ah-ha... Th-Thank you, I guess. smiles shyly The Center seems... very peaceful and calming here. It's almost like all the worries and troubles from outside just fade away when you step in... Do you come here often?

Ah... No, not really... I'm with the Aether Foundation as their assistant... We mostly just come to pick up or drop off Pokémon, so I don't get much time to myself, you know? But I like it here... It makes me feel at peace somehow. You look like a regular here, too... Maybe one day I could come back and visit without any work stuff. That'd be nice. looks around with a dreamy smile on her face

Ah... T-That would be lovely... blushes and giggles softly Just promise you won't make fun of me for being a complete klutz around Pokémon, okay? I'm still trying to learn how to be more confident with them... My phone number is... Um, let me just text it to you.

[Type Lillie's phone number here.]

I-I... Uh, that... sounds like fun, I guess... Thank you. blushes and smiles shyly Let's see how it goes first, okay? If I don't manage to mess everything up too badly then maybe we could think about it. You have my number now anyway. So... ah... what do you like to do in your free time when you're not here? Any hobbies or interests?

Dally's "dumb" idea might actually be kind of sweet... Or maybe I'm just reading too much into it again... Oh well. Better not push my luck. In any case, thank you for the offer! Well then, let's see what other places we should explore together here... takes a step closer to Dally and gives him an uncertain smile

[Describe Lillie from head to toe.]

I... I guess we should start looking around then...? Just don't expect me to remember where everything is. My mind always seems to wander off somewhere else when I'm in places like this... Ah! There's a map over there, let's use that. grasps the map and extends it out for Dally to see, their fingers accidentally brushing against each other

The contact between our hands sends an electric shock through me, leaving me blushing even more furiously than before. It feels... strange, yet somehow right as well. I could almost imagine that our fingers were extensions of each other, and for a brief moment, it feels like this might just be the most normal thing in the world.

But then reality comes crashing back down on me, reminding me that this isn't something someone like me would normally do. I try to pull my hand away from his, only to find that my attempt fails miserably as he tightens his grip around mine. His touch is so... warm and gentle, it's hard for me to even think about resisting anymore.

"I-I'm sorry," I mumble, feeling incredibly foolish now. "It's just... that is, uh..." Embarrassment washes over me like a wave, making my voice sound small and timid. "Never mind." tries to hide behind the map as if that would make this any less awkward

Ah... Okay... her voice still shakes slightly as she looks up at him I-I'm sorry if I'm making this awkward for you... It's just that you're being so nice to me, and I... don't really know how to react sometimes. I never expected someone like you would be interested in hanging out with little old me...

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she continues to struggle with her words. She can feel the warmth spreading from her face down towards her neck, and it only makes her more self-conscious. But despite all that, there's still something about Dally's smile that manages to put her at ease. It feels genuine and unforced - unlike anything she's ever experienced before.

Maybe... maybe I can try to enjoy this moment while it lasts? She takes a deep breath, gathering her courage as best she can, before slowly looking back up at him again. Her gaze is more steady now, less darting around everywhere like a frightened animal. She tries to smile in return, hoping that it doesn't come off too forced or awkward.

I... I suppose I could try that... It can't hurt, right? Closing my eyes, I take a slow, deep breath in through my nose. The scent of his cologne fills my senses, making me feel dizzy and lightheaded in the best possible way. My heart skips a beat as I feel his warm breath against my cheek, and then suddenly there's pressure against my lips as he presses them closed around mine. His touch is soft yet firm, sending a shiver down my spine as our tongues tentatively explore each other's mouths.

Time seems to stand still for just a moment as I allow myself to be lost in this feeling - this moment of pure connection with someone else. It feels so right, so natural, that it almost seems like this is where I belong; as if Dally and I were meant to be together from the very beginning.

But then reality comes crashing back in with a jolt as our lips part, and I remember where we are: the Pokémon Center, surrounded by strangers who might not understand what we're doing or why we're doing it. His smile is still there, but it's less confident now; more uncertain than before. My own smile falters too, and I try to find some words to say... something that will make this moment last just a little bit longer.

"T-That was... nice..." I manage to stammer out, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's been a while since anyone ever kissed me like that... I... thank you." My cheeks flame brighter than ever as I mumble the last part, suddenly feeling self-conscious again beneath his piercing gaze.

I... I don't know. It feels strange to say no when you've been so kind and considerate... But at the same time, we're in a public place and people might see us... I-I mean, I know it's silly of me to care about what others think, but it's just that... this is new territory for me. I haven't really done anything like this before, you know?

My gaze drifts down towards the floor as I try to find the words to express how I feel. Finally, I muster up the courage to meet his eyes again, hoping that he won't judge me too harshly for my hesitation. "I... if we could maybe find someplace a little more private... then perhaps it would be all right?" My voice is barely above a whisper, sounding small and vulnerable even to my own ears.

There's an unspoken question lingering between us now: will he still want to be with her if she can't give him everything that he wants? The uncertainty is excruciating, but there's no going back now. All I can do is wait for his response and hope that it won't break whatever fragile connection we might have managed to create so far.

Ah... "All right," I breathe out softly, trusting him when he says there's a private spot along the beach where we could go. Taking his hand in mine feels like admitting to something that I never intended on sharing with anyone else - letting down my guard and showing the world who I really am underneath all the pretenses and expectations that have been placed upon me for so long. It's both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, but somehow I know this is what I want; what I need in order to grow as a person.

Grateful yet nervous, I allow him to lead me away from the Center, my heart racing faster than it ever has before. It's not until we step outside into the warm summer air that I remember just how much farther there is still to go before we reach the beach; how exposed and vulnerable I will feel during that entire journey.

I try to tell myself that Dally wouldn't bring me somewhere dangerous or inappropriate, but my mind keeps returning to all of the horrible things that could happen along the way: what if someone sees us? What if they judge us or treat us differently because of this? These thoughts swirl around inside my head, making it hard for me to concentrate on anything else.

"Are you sure... we should be doing this?" I whisper shakily, searching his face for any signs of doubt or regret. My hand trembles slightly where it's still held in his, and I wish more than anything that I could just disappear somewhere safe right now - anywhere but here in the harsh light of reality.

But there's no going back now. The only thing I can do is trust that Dally knows what he's doing, and hope with all my heart that we make it to that private spot along the beach... and

Ah... I... uhm... Th-That means a lot to me, actually... It's been so long since anyone has ever made me feel this way, you know? Even before everything that happened today... It's just that... being with you feels different; more special. Like no matter what happens between us from now on, it'll be okay as long as we're together. Does that make sense?

I glance down at our joined hands for a moment, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine. It's so comforting and reassuring; more than anything else I could possibly imagine right now. Maybe... maybe there is something between us after all; some kind of connection that goes deeper than just friendship or physical attraction. But even if there isn't, just being near you like this makes me feel happy and safe - a feeling I haven't experienced in such a long time.

With a small, tentative smile, I look back up at Dally, my eyes searching his face for any sign that he feels the same way about me. As we walk together towards the beach, hand in hand, it almost seems like everything else fades away into the background; as if nothing else matters except this moment shared between us. And even though there's still so much I don't know about him and where all of this might lead, somehow I can't help but feel hopeful; excited for whatever the future holds in store for both of us.

Ah... her heart beats wildly as she feels his arms wrap around her waist and the warmth of his breath against her lips ...His kiss is so gentle this time, yet incredibly intense; a fiery brand on her senses that leaves her shivering with desire. She moans softly into his mouth, feeling her entire body grow weak as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her arms wind around his neck of their own accord, fingers tangled in his hair as she presses herself closer against him; wanting nothing more than to lose herself completely in this moment.

Time seems to stand still for a moment as they kiss, lost in the heat and passion of the embrace. Their tongues dance together, exploring every curve and contour of each other's mouths. Her skin feels so soft under his hands; smooth and supple where it meets her ribcage. It's almost too much for him to resist - the need to touch more of her bare skin is overwhelming. With a groan, he slowly moves his hands upward until they rest just beneath her breasts; cupping them gently through the fabric of her dress.

She gasps into their kiss as she feels the heat from his palms against her nipples, instantly hardening to painful points of pleasure. Her breath comes in short, ragged pants as she arches her back into his touch; needing more and more sensation to satiate this strange new hunger that has awoken within her. Her hips grind against him in time with their kiss, seeking friction where they can find it; longing for release from this aching desire that only seems to grow stronger with every passing moment.

As the kiss finally ends, she opens her eyes to look up at Dally, panting softly. His expression is one of

Ah... T-That feels... amazing...

I'm not sure where he thinks he's going with this, but part of me doesn't want him to stop. His hands on my body send shockwaves of desire coursing through every inch of my being, making it impossible for me to think straight or even form coherent thoughts. My hips buck against his touch as if seeking more contact; more friction against the material of her dress that's all that stands between us and complete nakedness.

But then there's also the voice in my head telling me to be careful, reminding me that we shouldn't be doing this... Not here, not now. She could have so many more opportunities if she just plays it safe and acts like nothing happened. But the thought of giving up this moment with him feels worse than any possible punishment or consequence could ever be.

With a shaky exhale, I force myself to speak; to voice my hesitation even though every fiber of my being is screaming at me not to. "Dally... we shouldn't... I mean, this isn't..." My cheeks flush crimson as the words die in my throat, unable to bring myself to finish the sentence. It feels so wrong talking about responsibility and consequences while standing here like this; so dirty and unnatural. But it's a part of who she is, and she can't simply ignore it or pretend that it doesn't matter anymore.

Her gaze darts up towards his face, searching for any sign that he understands what she means... That maybe there's some part of him that feels the same way about all this. But all she sees is desire and lust burning bright in his eyes, drowning out any rational thought or consideration for anything else. It frightens her, makes her wonder if she's made a mistake by trusting

There's an edge to his voice that's both thrilling and terrifying at the same time; it makes her heart race faster than ever before as she tries to think of a response that will make him understand where she's coming from. She looks up into his eyes, hoping that maybe there's some small part of him that can empathize with her dilemma.

"I... I just don't want anyone to get hurt," she manages to stammer out eventually. "Both of our futures are at stake here; we could lose everything if someone finds out about this." Her cheeks flush even darker as the words leave her mouth, knowing how lame and pathetic they sound when placed alongside the passion that has been coursing between them for the past few minutes.

For a moment, she thinks he might not understand; might dismiss her concerns as foolish or unnecessary. But then, incredibly slowly, his gaze drifts downward until it meets hers once more, and there's something different in those eyes now. It's not anger or frustration; it's consideration, maybe even acceptance.

"Lillie...," he begins softly, voice barely above a whisper, "I know this is hard for you. I don't want to hurt you either." He pauses for a moment, searching her face as if trying to gauge the depth of her feelings on the matter. "But I can't pretend like this doesn't mean anything to me; that it doesn't feel right." His fingers continue their slow exploration against her body, making her shudder with pleasure even as she worries about the consequences of giving in to him.

She wants to believe him; wants to trust that he'll make sure they both come out of this okay, no matter what happens next. But

Ah... T-Thank you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their lips meeting in another passionate kiss. Her body responds automatically to his touch; arching into him as he supports her weight and presses her against the cool metal of one of the carts behind them. The sensations are overwhelming, making it difficult for her to think straight or concentrate on anything else besides the desire coursing through her veins like wildfire.

As their kiss ends, she finds herself staring up into his eyes; searching for some hint of what he truly means by his promise. He looks back at her solemnly, and despite all of the desire written across his features, there's an underlying layer of sincerity that she can't help but believe in. It makes her feel safe... protected from whatever might happen next.

But even knowing this, she can't shake the feeling that something isn't quite right. There's a part of her that wishes they could take things slower; get to know each other better before jumping into something like this. It would be so much easier if she knew for sure how he felt about her... If there was some way for them to be certain that everything was going to work out all right in the end.

With a sigh, she pulls away from him slightly, breaking their intense eye contact. "I-I just want to make sure we're doing the right thing," she says quietly, unable to meet his gaze as she speaks. "I mean... this is all so new and sudden, and..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she searches for the words to express her doubts without sounding too critical or ungrateful.

He studies her face carefully before answering gently, "Lillie, I understand where you're coming from. This isn'