"Twenty, last I checked, but I'm not that bad," Bart said, shaking his head. "The charts are in the newspapers, after all."

He shakes his head, slightly. "Actually, I kinda just enjoy it. Something I can't rush. Doesn't mean I don't have a streaming den set up in one corner of my room for doing speedruns. But between that and school, I needed something simple."

Reaching to shift the cat on his shoulder and put him on the nearby couch, he starts to unzip the top of the hen pen, figuring he'd introduce the girls to his best friend. The more they get handled, the better they'd be about it.

"I figured since this place came with the space, a few animals and some organic heritage-breed produce wouldn't be a bad idea. I know even know a guy who will enjoy turning it into really amazing food."