"God, you're such a nerd," groaned Poppy, staring at the tiny screen in disgust.
"Well, if you're going to be rude, then you can just leave me to my 121 pokemon. At least they love me," Georgia returned, pretending to be hurt.
"No! No," Poppy rushed to say, "what's this one then, the one with the pink on its tail?"
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Writing Prompts
AcakFeel free to use these, none are copyrighted or anything. If there's a beginning or a particular storyline from here you've used and want to keep for yourself, just message me and I'll note that it's taken. Kisses, Stella
