It had been a long, busy, stressful day for April. Under one arm, she held a folder stuffed with notes she’d written during her field research today. She sighed as she unlocked the door to her apartment, creaking as it swung inwards. She would have loved to go to bed right now, but unfortunately, she had work to do.

It wasn’t all bad, though...

“Rriiiii-gan!” an electronic voice trilled in delight. A shiny, red and blue blur leapt across the room and tackled April in the chest, knocking her over. As she sat up, she saw that the Porygon2’s pupils had contracted in shock as it floated in front of her face.

“You don’t have to feel sorry for yourself, Digit!” April laughed. “It’s good to see you too.”

The living room in April’s apartment doubled as her study. It was fairly tidy, with pale blue walls that matched the door. As April walked over to her desk on the opposite side of the room, Digit returned to its resting position atop her desk, to the right of her computer.

April placed down her folder to the left of her computer, the impact slightly surprising Digit. She was looking forward to a long night of typing up her research, so she wanted to make it as un-stressful as possible. She untied her long, brown hair that took ages to straighten - but it always got tangled up anyway, so what was the point? - before turning on her computer.

“Digit, do you mind opening the window for me?” asked April, as she went to pour herself a cup of coffee. Digit nodded. Its eyes glowed blue, and it telekinetically pushed the sash window upwards.

Before returning to her desk, April took one good look out of the window. The air was still - cool, but not cold - and there were few clouds in the sky, allowing the pale orange light to stream onto the wooden floor. A Beautifly fluttered towards the potted plants that were hanging from the outer windowsill; April could tell it was female from the size of red spots on the upper wings, which were smaller than a male’s. It was… ordinary, but there was something beautiful about it. Knowing exactly what to expect at the end of each day made life that much easier.

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