“Oh no! What if they catch me in my Pokémon footy jammies!”
Ian could not help but flush. He had seen his friend in her Pokemon pajamas. They were a few sizes too small and highlighted certain areas. Thankfully, she never noticed him checking her out the few times he had seen her in them. He didn't think he'd be able to live it down if she did. Before he could respond, he heard both their phones go off simultaneously. When he heard Illy's ringtone, he raised an eyebrow at her with a smirk.
“Oh dear, it looks like I have to come up with a plan of attack. So, uh, gotta go. Ian, text me”
"Of course. See you later, " Ian told her with a grin before checking his own list. He couldn't help but laugh. Her target was standing right beside him. He turned to Nolan with a slight smirk.
"I'd watch my back if I were you. Your assassin knows kung fu."
As he listened to Nolan speak, he nodded in understanding. Last minute changes were typical for Crossroads. He blinked in surprise at the fact that he was inviting him to his party, but he grinned anyway.
"I will have to give them your name then. Is it possible for me to bring a friend? I've been meaning to make Illiana go to one of these things," he told him with a slight grin. He checked his phone. Natalya huh? He hardly knew the girl. It would be tough to take her down if he decided to play the game. He shook his head.
"So, on a scale of one to ten, how hard do you think it is to sneak up on Natalya?"
Noah, however, seemed to have his mind on other things and left. With a sigh, Ian realized he was left to his own devices.
"Come on, Ian, you're smart. Think of something.