You unravel your sleeping bag, try and get comfortable in the thin sheets. Seems buying the cheapest one wasn't the smartest idea after all. Anyways, with your little lizard lamp next to you, you manage to stay comfortably warm snuggled up. It isn't long before you end up asleep, despite your constantly protesting stomach aching for something to fill it...
...
*Yawn* You open your eyes and peer around your tent, noticing it's still dark out. Lazily, you roll to your side--sloshing your shapely gut over. "Oh geez" you sleepily murmur to yourself and realize you've been sleep-eating again. It's a terrible habit you have but at least your hunger has been sated, right? As you doze off again, you shiver and it hits you: your heater is gone. Charmeleon is nowhere to be seen. You press your hand into your engorged gut, giggling as it squishes and jiggles to the pressure. Whatever inside is gooey chyme at this point, ready to be sent into your intestines. You notice the tent door is open and assume your Charmeleon left to wander about, perhaps enjoy the outside for a moment.
Regardless of your accidental meal, you are cold. You could wander and try and find your lizard, potentially encountering night-time Pokemon, or send out another Pokemon of yours to warm yourself.
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