I am very fond of this very soft hoodie shirt thing that I found at one of those SAY, DO YOU HAVE WAY TOO MANY CLOTHES? COME AND SELL YOUR CLOTHES HERE SO THAT OTHER PEOPLE, TOO, MAY HAVE TOO MANY CLOTHES stores. It makes me feel like I’m off to hunt quail for my family, but it’s not okay for girls to hunt, and so my hair is up in a hat, and I’m wearing large pants, and nobody knows I’m a girl, especially not the hunter I’m secretly in love with. Tragic. Bartholomew thinks we’re just friends.