Frobert is gone! He’s moved out and left me. I don’t actually care though. Everyone was after all sorts of stuff again – Bluebear wanted medicine, Chief, Rodeo and Kabuki wanted clothes, Mallary wanted chic furniture, and then Sally and Purrl wanted me to deliver things. Quite a busy day, really.
And Nook was offering 72 bells. So I shot him the face with a crossbow.
