A teenage Misty from Pokémon is sitting with her arm hiked up on her knee. She's wearing a cream turtleneck sweater, torn jeans, brown faux fur boots, and her hair in a long side braid. Paul is sitting behind her, facing away from the viewer, with his face hidden in shadow.

Life doesn't stop for anybody. People move, and explore new frontiers. Being in an entirely new region is a good excuse to let someone in and lower your guard. Just for a little while.

Check out "These Cold Feelings Melt!"

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