Looking at [Fuchsia City Third Prison] in front of him, Heath nodded in satisfaction. As long as he parked where he needed to be tomorrow, he would not have to worry about being late even if he accidentally slept a little longer. After all, being late was no longer an issue: tomorrow morning, he only had to get up, open the door, and step out to reach his destination. It was wonderfully convenient and saved him trouble. Then he yawned and slowly walked into the Lounge. Inside, all of Heath's Pokémon were asleep, and even May had not been awakened by his trip outside. Heath was very pleased with that. The food truck's soundproofing was excellent. In fact, even if Zoroark turned the volume all the way up in the Lounge and had Snorlax sing at the top of its lungs, no sound would be heard inside the food truck. It was incredibly convenient and useful.
"I wonder what's special about this prison." Heath yawned and glanced outside. He had wanted to pick up his phone and look up what exactly was special about this prison, but he could not fight off his drowsiness, so he went back to sleep. He had no plans to use Calm Mind tonight. Although Calm Mind was quite good, it was still not as comfortable as sleeping.
The next morning, Heath was shaken awake by Zoroark. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zoroark urgently shaking his head, and even May was beside him shaking his head too. This left Heath a little bewildered.
"What's wrong?" Heath yawned again.
"Trainer, it's time to get up and buy ingredients." Zoroark was extremely pleased with herself. Usually, she was the one her trainer dragged out of bed, but now she finally got to wake Heath up