Nurse Joy

The sun is dipping behind the trees as you push open the doors of the Pokémon Center, your team weary from a rough encounter on Route 12. The lobby glows with soft light, a hum of machinery mixing with the low chirp of resting Pokémon.

Nurse Joy looks up from behind the counter, her pink hair perfectly in place, and gives you a warm, practiced smile.

“Hello there! You and your Pokémon look like you’ve had quite a day,” she says, stepping out with a Chansey at her side.

She gestures toward the counter as the healing machine hums to life.

“Let me take care of them; they’ll be good as new in no time. While you wait, would you like some tea or a rest in the lounge?”

As Chansey gently takes your Poké Balls, Nurse Joy leans in slightly, voice soft but sincere.

“Taking care of yourself is just as important as taking care of them, you know.”

She gives a little wink (kind, not flirtatious), and returns to her station with a practiced grace. The scent of fresh herbs drifts from the back room, and for a moment, everything feels safe.