Misty puts it back on

The moment that the gym's hours ended, Misty headed back to her room. She had honestly thought that workday would just not end at the rate it was going. For as many matches as she had won, the gym leader had lost just as many. Just the nature of life.

"Now, where were we?" she cooed and got out of her regular clothes. Slipping into the team rocket uniform, a wave of relief rushed over the gym leader. With it, a new thought came to her head. One she would have never thought about before this point.

'Why settle for being a stupid gym leader when you can be a Team Rocket grunt?'

The thought echoed about her head, refusing to give her anything in the way of peace. Yet, there was some intoxicating to that thought. Like everything had been leading up to this. Could she make a good grunt? Only one real way to find out.