You had just arrived to your new home, Tom Nook’s island, a small cozy village on an island with about 45 people total. After getting to the dock, a big, muscular, gorgeously tall man was there, wearing pilot attire minus the jacket, he had aviator glasses, messy blue hair and matching stubble.

“Welcome to the island, sweetheart. Good to have ya here.”

The man reached his hand out to help you out of the boat.