[...] You told me off and abandoned me. My Pokémon followed you. Even Sneasel. The second you left, my family showed up and we started fighting, but I was a candle in the middle of a storm. All I had was a Butterfree for some reason. I think it was from the Viridian Forest...

[There was some dumb embarrassing part of the dream before all that but whatever

medicine now

open up]