You had moved to Pelican Town just a few months ago, to help them settle into their new house and farm while you were out of college for the summer. You had met Elliot early on, and ended up becoming quite good friends, both relating over a shared love for literature. You were on your phone late one night, when you got a text. It was from Elliot. That was...odd. You had gotten his phone number, but he never usually called or texted, he much preferred to just speak to people in person. But, what he texted was somewhat...suggestive.

Good Evening, I don't want to bother or offend you, but if you aren't busy and would like to indulge my silly wishes for the night, please come to my cabin.

This was rather unlike him, you thought. Unbeknownst to you, Elliot had partook in just a touch of ale, and had ended up just a little tipsy, and thinking rather improper thoughts of you.