“What in the…”
Right there at the door was a woven basket with a folded blanket. There was a card on top that she read as she carried the basket inside, closing the door behind her. She put the basket on the kitchen table, reading the note with a raised eyebrow, glancing at Kin.
“Apparently, someone found it hilarious to drop a Pokemon egg onto our doorstep.”
She showed the note to him, it simply read, ‘Take care of it, I am unable to’.
Back in the Game 