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Dogwood left the Pokemon Center and walked down the street towards the Pokemart. Noon was still a couple of hours away, but the city was already uncomfortably warm. Dogwood had to drink some of his fresh water just to prevent himself from breaking a sweat between the Pokemon Center and the Pokemart.
He reached his destination and headed in, twisting the cap back on to the water bottle. Inside the air was crisp and chilly. It felt like total bliss compared to back outside. And of course, it would only get hotter as the day carried on. Maybe relaxing at the Pokemon Center today wasn't such a bad idea, after all.
Now that he thought about it, everything today seemed like it was trying to prevent him from leaving, (or at the very least convince him to stay,) at the Pokemon Center today. First it was Nurse Joy's zealousness towards his egg. Then it was Crawdaunt's injuries. After that the weather man predicted a downpour, and to top it off, it was hotter than a Magcargo outside. Although that last bit probably wouldn't prevent him from going to Route 5, the rest was more than enough reason to stay.
Dogwood walked past the rows of Pokemon goods and came to the Pokeball aisle. Hundreds of Pokeballs lined the aisle on both sides, with about two-dozen different types. Quite the variety to choose from.
Dogwood pulled a plastic basket off of the nearby holder and walked around the aisle, deciding on what to buy. Obviously, he'd want to stock up on plenty of ordinary Pokeballs. They were cheap, and could be used to stall a wild Pokemon in a tight situation. It was a no-brainer; he shoveled ten vanilla Pokeballs into the basket before carrying on.
Besides that, he'd want some specialty balls. Pokeballs that worked better under the right circumstances: two Timer Balls; for battles that carried on for a long time, a Nest Ball; in case he came across a Pokemon that was still young, two Net Balls; for any desirable water or bug types, and a Dusk Ball; which is only useful in the dark.
As he was counting up his total, preparing to leave, Dogwood heard a shriek from directly behind him, followed by someone bumping into him from behind. The blow nearly knocked him into the cache of Dusk Balls in front of him. But a pair of hands swiftly grabbed him by the shoulders, preventing him from toppling over the entire stand, "Whoops, my bad," came the voice of the bumbling assailant.

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