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Philippe of the Rust Syndicate was a simple man. He went to work, went home, relaxed, cooked, and went to sleep. On his next day off, he decided to take a trip to the local Poké mart and he purchased himself a hammock and base for his little yard. He got home, set it up, grabbed a snack, and immediately tested it. The weather was nice enough as the sun was shining and it was warm. Shortly after he got in, he was immediately more comfortable and fell asleep to the sound of birds and the radiance of the sun. On the other end of town, a certain purple-haired man passed by Philippe’s house on a walk and noticed something new: a hammock. He walked over and he saw Philippe sound asleep. Corbeau poked the side of the hammock and Philippe woke with a jump, nearly falling out. “Boss?” he mumbled, looking sleepily at Corbeau, “What are you doing here?” “Well I just happened to be walking in the area and I saw this… thing… and it made me curious. You deserve some rest.” Corbeau calmly stated. After their conversation, Corbeau went on his way back to the office and Philippe went back to dozing in the sun’s radiance. The next day at work, Corbeau noticed Philippe looking significantly more well-rested. Of course, he had to be weird about it and unfortunately for him, Philippe noticed. “If you want, you can come over and test the hammock” Philippe bluntly stated. Corbeau cleared both of their books for the whole weekend and made it a date.