Roommates

I run, back and forth. Plushies...Items...Everywhere...

I scuttle around, forcing myself to get rid of the items originally in the room. A rug, a table, a bed...

I was going to be sick.

Just then, she sent me a treehouse.

A...Treehouse?! How the hell can I fit that in here!?

I exited the den editing bar, for a split second, looking at her and my adopted pet lynx.

Blossom Frozenpuppy.

Since she moved in, I was happy. Until she sent me 38 items to place in her room.

The room is too small for a damn treehouse! Why are half of her items plushies?!

I looked up.

"Sparkle, I have a little more..."