It’s actually pretty fucking rude to have your shoes resting on top of a table in public, but Rail of course couldn’t care less for rules– No one had bothered him yet about it, and he was most certainly comfortable sitting in the little corner of this coffee shop on a busy street in Castelia, flipping through a document on his tablet.
How could he refuse a job in Unova, a city so much more technologically advanced than the likes of Kanto or Johto? No offense, but he was more eager to go than most would like…
Though soon enough the male paused upon hearing the chair across from him move, emerald hues lifting to meet blue that stared him down, accompanied with such an inviting smile. “Mm?” Well well, who did he have here. “What’s a pretty face like you need with me, doll?”