Perched atop a hill, at the end of several sets of concrete stairs lies a few sets of buildings, none more noticeable than the store that had a piece of paper taped to the door reading 'Rooms available for rent!'. It seemed cozy enough on the outside, clocks ticking rhythmically in the window. The door was unlocked, and upon entry the first sight is an immense amount of clocks, watches, and other time keeping pieces. The other detail would be the aroma of coffee and some other savory food item wafting in from the hall beside the counter.
Casually strolling in the area, the woodland critter naturally takes interest in the possibility of affordable rent in the area. As if he had already known about the opportunity ahead of time, Flareon intently bolts toward the entrance to the store. Surveying the room, he musingly glances over the various clockworks, perking up at the smell of coffee filling the air.