The next morning, Nook woke up with the sadness of last night pasted on his expression. Just as he was about to dwell on the sorrow, his nook phone buzzed with a message from Isabelle.
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Tom set his phone down on the night stand and began to rub his furry temples. Those damned dodo birds let another stranger in he thought. As his frustration subsided he got up and opened his front door in search of the new villager. He was met with a pair of black eyes and became lost in his thoughts. The chicken continued walking towards Blathers's museum. "What kind of square bug is that?" he whispered to himself. Tom Nook found himself walking the island for nearly two hours before he gave up. With a sigh he began walking towards town hall to try some of that coffee Isabelle spoke about.
"You made it!" isabelle happily greeted tom nook as he entered the building. her bright smile made him feel a bit better, if only he could be as cheerful as isabelle. while lost in his thoughts, isabelle had already prepared the coffee and poured a mug-full for each of them. "so how was it? did you find the mystery villager?" her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she eagerly waited for an answer. reminding tom nook of his failure, a small sinking feeling made its way to his stomach. his little rounded ears drooped down and he took a careful but small sip from the coffee to avoid speaking. "hmm," she drank from the beverage as well and hummed excitedly at the sweet taste. "it could be one of those passerby villagers like flick and cj." a mini thought bubble bobbed around the top of her head, thinking through all the possible situations. Tom looked at her thoughtfully. His eyes flickered to the left at the window, where a pair of glowing planes watched. The way moonbeam eyes fell into the cerulean sea, left the world frozen in time. His beauty was... ethereal. Before he knew it, they were gone. The moon eyes had set, and the day was bright, but tom's heart... was emptier than ever. Isabelle's soft voice broke him from the imprisoned thoughts. "Mr Nook? Are you okay sir? You spaced out for a minute there!"
"Did you see it too Isabelle?"
"See what sir?" She questioned.
"Those eyes."
"Uh, no! The only eyes I see at the moment are yours."
"There were eyes in that window right there. They were bright, and beamed like stars..."
"Sir.. maybe you should get some rest? You were up awfully late last night. It might be for the best." Isabelle took another sip from her coffee mug.
"I'm not imagining things Isabelle. In fact, I am going to go investigate" He spat bitterly.
Isabelle's coffee shot from her mouth all over the table, and she began coughing in protest. Before a word was able to escape her grasp, Mr. Nook was already gone.
