Lost and Found

You have a what?

It was a regular night for Blake, just a cold and silent evening in his Dorm, at the Trainer's School in Aspertia City.

He wasn't doing all that much, just sitting on his bed, watching a Video on his Laptop.

It was rudely interrupted when Blake heard a knock at the door.

"Who wants something at 11pm?" He asked himself.

Blake walked up to the Door, slowly unlocking and opening it.

Waiting there, was Whitley. One of Blake's Best Friends.

Blake stared at her, with his menacing red eyes.

He was waiting for her to say something, and she did.

"Hi Blake!" She said in a cheerful tone.

"Hello Whitley, what do you request at this hour?" He asked.

"Well, uh, how do I put this. Um, it's not really a matter to discuss with an open door..." She stuttered.

"Very well." Blake invited her inside, and she sat on Blake's bed.

"So, what's the matter? You seem, conflicted. Is that the word?" Said Blake.

"Yes, you could use that word, It's just, I was on a call with my mother." Whitley sighed.

"Enjoy your Family, I wish I could say the same." He replied.

"We were talking about my Father, and then it was brought up that I have a Sister..." Whitley let out a small squeal.

"Whatever happened?" Blake asked.

"My parents divorced when I was Half a Year old, my Sister is with my Dad." Said Whitley.

"Interesting, why are you telling me this?" Blake asked.

"Well, I know you're a Member of the International Police, so I was wondering if you could help?" Whitley asked innocently.

Blake let out a heavy sigh.

"I have missions to do. As well as assignments, perhaps having to deal with Team Plasma, Oh, but it is for Whitley.." He thought to himself.

Blake was thinking deeply.

Eventually, he spoke up.

"I'll do it."

"Thanks Blake!" Whitley hugged him.

Blake, still quite confused, gave her a pat on the back while she hugged him.

"It's 11:30 Whitley, I better head to sleep. We have that Lecture on Pokeballs tomorrow." Blake yawned.

"Well someone's tired." Whitley laughed.

"I'm what?" Blake asked.

"Never mind, anyways, I'll see you tomorrow, we'll start talking about it." Whitley shut the door behind her.

"Well that was something." Blake said to himself.

Blake got up from his bed, shut his laptop, and shut off his lights.