Ok, so I know what you're thinking. Pokémon? Really? Behind the times much? Well, I wasn't alive in the late 90s, so I didn't have the chance to trade cards at recess or play it on my gameboy. Lucky for me, a part of Mark's heart still lives in the 90s, so he and Jessie recently introduced me to the enchanting world of Pokémon.
I was immediately hooked. I mean, the adorable creatures, the lovable Ash Ketchum—who never really seems to learn his lesson, or rather remember what he learned in the previous episode—the epic battles, what's not to love?
I found I really identified with one thing in particular. You're probably thinking Shaymin or Rattata, but it was actually the Poké Ball. I mean come on? The resemblance is striking:
Mark happens to have Pokémon Y, and he is gone for most of the day. Do the math—it might as well be my game for how much I play it. I've beaten the elite four several times, but I'm still working on catching all of the original 150.
Wish me luck on my journey to become a Pokémon Master!
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