Grievances
Oh no, not Pikachu. At the base of the wooden staircase was a ruptured poke ball and Pikachu figurine lying defeated in someone’s doorway. Pooh started to daydream about all the chaos that led to his demise. All the way up the stairs she over thought each step wondering how much money she’d get if she fell through the rickety boards. Her stomach lurched and she rebuked it imagining the universe making her an example of why not to stare evil in the face hoping for a settlement. Reaching for the knob she started thinking about a pedicure when suddenly the door swung open,
