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"I would welcome your company Isabelle, I am ready to go now if you are?" Violet slipped out of her chair and stood, stretching for a moment before turning towards the door. "I have the perfect spot in mind for this!" Excitement quickly returning to the mayor now she was back on task. Outside of her exploitable naivete, she really did have a dedication that made her perfect for the job Tom had for her.
The next couple of months Violet fell into a comfortable rhythm, and found herself feeling a little silly for her initial outburst at Tom. A few days dedicated to fishing let her keep on top of her debts and work on money for other things. She even got comfortable enough to start working on her house, at least getting more furniture for it so it didn't feel like an empty box with a bed and a toilet. It still was a little spartan, but a wardrobe for clothes, a chair and table, it was slowly coming together.
The campsite was placed by the river on the opposite side of town from Violet's house, away from the current buildup and where visitors can enjoy themselves. At this point she was noticing that things might start feeling crowded so in the second month she would expend some funds and materials to have Nook construct a pair of bridges, one on each river that flanked the main town area. More room for future homes and other improvements, also saved her from needing to wade across when she wanted to harvest things from that side of the island.
Her improvements remained focused on the town square, again having to work off some money to get a fountain put in to be a centerpiece. That came after the garden that surrounded and went behind the town hall, really just a nice cultivated patch of flowers and grass with benches to relax in. But this all was costly and towards the end of the third month, Violet was feeling the pinch. She needed an extra day of fishing to complete her usual six thousand payment, she had time left, another day.... only to wake up and find a monsoon hitting the island, drenching the land and blowing across it all. The structures were sturdy, so there was no worry about damage, but nobody was going outside.
So with a sigh, Violet had to whether the storm in her very boring home, and bite her lip in worry. The next morning she was due to meet with Tom and pay rent, and she was going to be a thousand or so bells short. "He'll understand... right?" She fretted to herself.
The next couple of months Violet fell into a comfortable rhythm, and found herself feeling a little silly for her initial outburst at Tom. A few days dedicated to fishing let her keep on top of her debts and work on money for other things. She even got comfortable enough to start working on her house, at least getting more furniture for it so it didn't feel like an empty box with a bed and a toilet. It still was a little spartan, but a wardrobe for clothes, a chair and table, it was slowly coming together.
The campsite was placed by the river on the opposite side of town from Violet's house, away from the current buildup and where visitors can enjoy themselves. At this point she was noticing that things might start feeling crowded so in the second month she would expend some funds and materials to have Nook construct a pair of bridges, one on each river that flanked the main town area. More room for future homes and other improvements, also saved her from needing to wade across when she wanted to harvest things from that side of the island.
Her improvements remained focused on the town square, again having to work off some money to get a fountain put in to be a centerpiece. That came after the garden that surrounded and went behind the town hall, really just a nice cultivated patch of flowers and grass with benches to relax in. But this all was costly and towards the end of the third month, Violet was feeling the pinch. She needed an extra day of fishing to complete her usual six thousand payment, she had time left, another day.... only to wake up and find a monsoon hitting the island, drenching the land and blowing across it all. The structures were sturdy, so there was no worry about damage, but nobody was going outside.
So with a sigh, Violet had to whether the storm in her very boring home, and bite her lip in worry. The next morning she was due to meet with Tom and pay rent, and she was going to be a thousand or so bells short. "He'll understand... right?" She fretted to herself.