Unlucky Letter

On Thursday night, Goldie insulted me. She said that the best thing about coming to live in Forest was that she got to meet Curt! CURT!

Goldie: I think maybe the best thing about coming to live here is that I got to meet Curt!
Him?

I found Pudge all packed up to move out of town. Pudge is a nice guy, but honestly, he didn’t grow on me very much in his short stay in Forest.

Pudge: Sigh... Well, at least I got a chance to see you before I took off.

He was still in town yesterday, but he was gone by today. I received his goodbye letter in the mail. Take care, Pudge!

Dear Jeff, Moving day is here, and I feel weird! Half of me is excited to go to my new town, but the other half is sad 'cause I gotta leave. I hope we meet again! -Pudge

Curt approached me, wanting to play a wilderness-survival game. He really meant hide-and-seek, and I agreed to play. Curt was just so sure that he was going to win.

Curt: Heh. It's cute that you're so enthusiastic before you lose to me. Savor your innocence, kid.

He gave me 15 minutes to find him, Goldie, and Stitches. With that much time, I wasn’t in a rush and I still went on with my normal duties. After about five minutes, I found Goldie hiding behind my house. A minute after that, I found Curt hiding behind a tree near the fountain. And with just three and a half minutes remaining, I found Stitches behind Scott’s house.

Stitches peeks out from behind Scott's house.

Curt rewarded me with a dirt-clod wall for winning the game. Such a fancy prize. 😛

After that, I headed over to the Roost for the Saturday night concert. K.K. Slider performed Neapolitan for me.

K.K.: All right, get ready to dig the riffs on this ditty: Neapolitan.

While I was looking at my letters, I was surprised to see a blue (unsent) letter. My curiosity turned to sadness when I realized it was a letter I wrote to Lucky…who has since moved out. I was sending him a mummy shirt.

Lucky, Hi friend. Wear this to look like your mummy. -From Jeff

I remembered being a bit disappointed that he never put the shirt on or wrote me back…and now I know why. Oops. As you can tell, I don’t always pay a lot of attention to my mail slots. I usually check the new mail and just ignore the others. Sorry, Lucky!