6:00 p.m.
It's supposed to be chilling and relaxing, except it isn't. I remember how I spent hours and days and weeks, chasing Latios or Latias. I think blue one. And failing. Because he would run away on first instance. So I had to use a pokemon who stopped it running away. And then, I weakened, put a status on the thing, I think paralysis or sleep. And threw endless f***ing Pokeballs (ultra balls, as I was afraid to use my limited Masterballs, which I stole after bullying from my younger brother Milan) from my pocket to catch the damned flying monster.
