Julien, was able to score an invite to the grand opening of the Lumiose Contest Hall through his work in the fashion world. Though he hadnāt yet achieved the level of stardom he dreamed of, his budding modeling career had earned him some level of recognition. One of the designers he worked with had noticed his potential and got him an invitation to add some glamour to the crowd.
The event was the perfect stage for Julien to shine, and he wasnāt about to let the opportunity go to waste. Dressed in a pink and gold ensemble that caught the light with every step, he glided through the opulent hall with the confidence of someone born to be a star. His long gold scarf trailed dramatically behind him as he moved.
With Bijou, his FlabĆ©bĆ© floating gracefully beside him, Julien made his way toward the crystal tree, a smile already forming on his face. āBijou, darling, look at this! Itās perfect, no?ā he cooed to his PokĆ©mon, gesturing to the crystal tree with an excited flourish. āWhat better backdrop for a little photoshoot?ā
Bijou chirped softly in response, her tiny body bobbing as if in agreement.
He scanned the room for someone who could take the perfect shot. His eyes landed on a man standing nearby, seemingly blending into the background, his camera in hand. Julien cocked his head slightlyāhe wasnāt one of the press photographers, at least not one he recognized, and he didnāt look like he belonged to the crowd of contest elites. He lookedā¦out of place.
Still, he had a camera. That was good enough for Julien.
Without hesitation, Julien strode up to the man, with the confidence of someone who had never heard the word "no." He flashed a dazzling smile as he approached, his golden scarf trailing behind him.
āExcuse me, darling,ā Julien said. āYouāve got the perfect camera. Would you mind taking a picture of me and my little Bijou here?ā He gestured grandly to his FlabĆ©bĆ©, who floated happily beside him.