Commission: Delay Of Game

“Okay, it’s a fairly simple job.” A uniformed human with a name tag reading “Dwight” on his chest walked into the locker room, followed by a very familiar Bayleef/Umbreon hybrid. A slightly hard smell hit Nicobay’s nose as the door swung...

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