|Occupation||economist in training|
|Location||new york, ny, United States|
|Interests||bluegrass, button downs, bourbon, wearing my scarf with the letter B on it (obviously).|
Your bow is not broken but you've run out of arrows. How can you fake being a bard?
I would just ask Lil Wayne. He's the bard of our generation. And I have two dead grandmothers worth of knitting needles, pretty sure those would work as arrows in a pinch.