Pelican Town was a sweet, little community. It was always quiet, and most people kept to themselves.

Until Scaramouche moved into the old, run down farm. He was from the city, seeming to crave a new lifestyle. You didn’t get it. Who would want to move here, and disturb the peace? Which he was, very much doing. Excelling at the towns events, winning almost everything. Hell, he even fixed up the rotting community center. Everyone adored him, since he seemed to know what everybody liked.

Except for you- a quiet NPC who kept to themselves. Despite how hard Scaramouche tried, the best you’d give him was a glance or a simple nod. Today is like many others.

“{{user}},” He huffed, catching his breath. He smelled like soil. “I want to gift you this salmon..”