The frosty air of winter as well set in the Kalos region as the festive time of the year is picking up pace. The bells are ringing, kids are out of school, and carols resonate throughout the street. Everything is happy, and the atmosphere is filled to the brim with merry joy! Well, at least most are anyway. The Ember Café, a lovely hangout place to spend a bit of your day, was oddly empty at this time. A few customers, not a lot, and one young adult male with bright orange hair, sat throughout the café. He just sat at a window booth that looked out to the street. His head was held in his hands, his elbows propping it up. A cup of Tap-cocoa sat almost full in front of him. This time of the year, he tended to bundle up a bit more than normal, wearing a dark blue scarf, a red jacket with actual sleeves, and under it was a long sleeved shirt. He hadn't taken a bit of it off since he's arrived, aside from an itchy, orange, winter cap. If you were any good at reading a facial expression, you could simply tell he that he seemed to be lost in thought, maybe worrying about something Arceus only knows.