On a cliff at dawn in charmander adult onesie, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with charmander adult onesie,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “charmander adult onesie, charmander adult onesie, charmander adult onesie!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “charmander adult onesie” bliss.