“I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet.”
Years of scavenging for meager portions, and yet Rey had never felt so humiliated as she did at his command, though she was sure Plutt had tried. “I’m not your pet,” she spat, ignoring the pang of hunger that went through her at the sight of food.
Au where Maxie’s plan b was to actually catch groudon with the masterball he had in his hideout, but May took it. ( I mean, you think if he had something that important he would try to use it at least?)