Sandalpho
"Oi, Calista! Over here!"
Hop's voice was the same as ever-crackling with the kind of boyish energy that made even Boltund perk up. Calista turned, her beret tilting as the wind tousled her long, curled hair. Her red eyes met his gold ones, and for just a second, her lips twitched. Not the smirk she wore in stadiums, but a real smile.
"Still shouting like you're trying to Dynamax your vocal cords?" she teased, striding over, her Glaceon trailing like a shadow.
"Oi, I'll have you know I've toned down," Hop huffed, puffing out his chest before tripping over a stray Wooloo.
"Sure," she chuckled, reaching down to help him up. "And Leon's got a good sense of direction."
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