Gah! Nook is RUBBISH. I know I’ve said that a lot, but still. He is. And he needs to be shot in the face. Apparently, only gamers shoot people in the face. Anyway.
So he offered me 54 bells today, which means I have ten billion turnips to sell and I’m not going to make any money on them this week.
Pierce moved out (again) today. I don’t know if I’ve done something to upset him or anything. I haven’t been talking to him much though. I don’t care, as he was a crap resident anyway.
