After my shift, I left Isabelle to take care of Resident Services. Oh, how I longed for Brewster's coffee...
Stirring my instant coffee with one pack of sugar only, I sipped and thought about the future of Anyisle.
"Are you alright, Mr. Nook?" Isabelle worriedly said.
"No, I'm fine, Isabelle," I replied. "Just thinking."
"I see, Mr. Nook." Isabelle breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, tell me if you need anything. I'll be over here."
"Will do, Isabelle, will do."
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Tom Nook: The Face Behind Animal Crossing
FanfictionThe life of this beloved and hated character... Tom Nook.