2.7 Bugs

     It had been a warm winter, and it decided to cling to life when the first days of spring in theory should have been over the city. Melting snow so dogshit that had lied frozen throughought the long winter would finally surface, and mask the city with it's stench.      

     So, why are we meeting here? Marco asked his boss Vigdis. It was the first time he'd actually met her between workhours, and she looked very different and feminine when not behind a desk. 

     She forced a corny smile out, that professionalism that always was with her long gone. Biting her lip and eying him up and down, she went: I'd just thought I'd tell you, you got promoted.

     Couldn't she just have said that at work? Even his boss was hitting on him...

     And as Oriana had moved back home, new visitors arrived. He already worked with Anya, but Vera was a new addition.

      She served him a dissapointed look, pretending she wasn't hurt: Oh okay. I just thought you would be interested in telling me about the constellations.....    

     Marco knew enough about stars ofcourse, but that didn't mean he wanted to look at them with Vera. Cute as she was, he didn't trust her. And that kittenvoice kind of irritated him...

   
     It was still good days to be Marco though!

   
     Very good days...

 
     great days

  
     amazing days

   
     It counted as good days, even if it was Nanette! Ofcourse he declined, Dominic was his partner! Damn this sexy uniform.

   
     It was someone that never seemed to have any form of luck though: Bugs, bugs, bugs everywhere!! Joe could feel it crawling under the skin on his neck, where he tried clawing it out. Furiously he tried ripping it out to toss in the fireplace, but couldn't catch it. Why couldn't it crawl somewhere he could see?
     Joe felt his back and the back of his neck getting wet, as blood startet trickling from a fresh wound. Hah!! That meant he was getting closer to it: get out, get out, get out, get out.... Joe chanted silently as he kept scratching the now fresh wound, doing his best to press his fingers in there. Where was it?!!

    And as sad it was that Joe was crazy, Iva didn't seem to mind having a young man walking half- naked around the house. But for now she took the chance of cleaning his wound, putting a small bandage on it. It bled more than it was deep. They all made sure he didn't get to long fingernails, and didn't have access to anything sharp.

     Joe found a snake in his jacket!!! Holding it up and letting it slither through his fingers, he laughed. This wasn't scary at all!! He liked animals, even snakes! Maybe he could show it to Mahdis, she'd probably love snakes to!! Or stompe him and the snake to death!!

     Marco had never really mastered the lotus, but still meditated once in a while. It was part of the sim- fu training, and really helped putting things into places in his brain. But he had trouble reaching simvana with all that insane blabbering in the background. Good thing he was used to that behaviour, so he simply went: Take your pills Joakim...

     He had taken his pills! Joe looked at the elephant tramping towards him, it had good hair! But then it said: It's the orange ones that helpes agains hallusinations isn't it? Or is it the blue? Nah, I'll just check the scheduel. Did the elephant have psychoses, and needed orange peanuts? Or maybe he was a mouse.....
     The elephant put the trunk on his shoulder and they walked downstairs together.

     The rain fell heavily on the shoulders of his best jacket, the shirt under had been buttoned wrongly as usual. He felt like looking his best today, as Mahdis promised the weather would get better in an hour or so. Either that, or she wanted carrots.
     As long as he was capable of taking care of her, it didn't matter to him how many pills he had to pop. Or maybe she took care of him? It often tends to be that way with animals.

     Mahdis had been right as usual, as the rain finally let go as the sun was sinking. Yes, he talked to the unicorn and she answered, that it perfectly normal!!    
     She would be the only woman in his life, so he might as well listen to her. And to be honest, it wasn't a sad thought. Single or not, between four other people in the house, a unicorn and a lot of arguments with himself, Joe never felt lonely. Though sometimes it would be nice having a womans warm embrace to come home to. But he didn't, so he'd settle for getting attacked by Mahdis when she was out hunting for carrots.
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     Everyone seems to stare at you with judgment when you're the one that leaves. She didn't really feel like all that either. Oriana missed Selim and still cared for him, but couldn't tell anyone, 'cause they always seemed to say: "You shouldn't have left him then should you". Like one thing automatically means the other can't be possible.
     The only reason why she'd gotten her job was because of her ex- husband, so she quit out of respect for him. She'd never really liked it at the sportsarena anyway.
     So whilst trying figuring out what she wanted to do, she decided to start a blog to share feelings. Everyone did that nowadays, so why not her too? She was an interesting sim!

   
     Loveday wasn't as appeleaing as it once had been, but it didn't mean Oriana couldn't enjoy the fair. And it could give her something to write about! Maybe someone would be interested reading about her kissing the guy in the kissing booth?

     He didn't look trustwothy, and she even lost readers. It went from zero, to zero followers!

     Oriana was way intelligent and sophisticated! How could other sims not be interested in reading about her life?

     She ran into Bashir alot though.

     He was polite enough, but didn't seem very impressed with her.

     Maybe he still thought she was an oddball? But he'd always been pretty nice towards her.

     She'd hand it to the man.. he had lots of selfcontrol. Even when the lady with the biggest breast this side of the river popped up, he didn't even take a sneak peak! Hey, she looked like the lady that mum beat up when she was a kid. Well, like one of the many ladies.

     How strange that they kept meeting eacother all the time...

     Because she didn't have any followers on her blog, that means no one reads it, right?
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     It was a lovely appartment ofcourse, Anya had it all. A beautiful son, a beautiful home, good friends, a good job and a good husband.
     Despite having a boyfriend, Vera continously tried getting Marcos attention, to no avail. He was not interested. To Oriana it seemed like he humped everything that was even remotely alive, but Vera never got his interest. She was kind of happy about it to, no one wanted their brothers sleeping with their friends.

     Hows mum life? Vera looked curiously at Anya, a small glare at the baby in her arms. He made some strange sounds, but all in all they weren't to annoying. Oriana never really wanted kids, but she wasn't outright against it either. It just wasn't something for her.
     It's great, Anya said whilst trying to force a smile: Mummy wants to dig a deep, big hole in the yard, she said with that highpitched voice smiling to the little one: and throw you into it, and fill it up with lots of dirt!! Yes, mummy wants to! Anyas baby smiled at her, gurgling the entire time. Good thing he didn't understand what she said.

     Vera picked on the one freckle she had on her nose: So pretty normal?Anya pulled a neutral face nodding: Yeah pretty. I'm tired, stink of babyspit and pee. But it's just for a while, she yawned. He'll start sleeping through the night soon enough. After a smaller pause, she went:Babies are evil.

     She kept the baby on her lap, trying to get it to sleep. But he just kept blinking at his mum, drooling a bit more: How's single life then? Anyas question was aimed at Oriana.
     Vera was curious, even if she often pretended she wasn't: What happened to you anyway?

 
     For good reasons Oriana hadn't spoken about it with anyone. Sighing she went: Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She bit her lips together, and kept them that way: Selim is absolutely perfect. He really was, not just physically either, but as a sim. He's kind, hardworking, honest, caring and loving.

     She sighed again: I don't know what's wrong with me. He was an unbelievably great husband! It just wasn't anything there from my part. I wish it was, but it wasn't. Raising her shoulders, she continued: I think I kind of liked the thought of beeing in love with him, more than I actually was in love with him. That didn't make any sense did it?

     But both the women nodded thoughtfully. They had known eacother for so long now, they were able to follow eacothers way of thinking.
     How was the sex?! Ofcourse it had to be Anya, she had such a dirty mind. Was it bad mouthwork? 'Cause that can really ruin a relationship!
     Vera nodded: Yeah. I'll give it to my poor Arnie though... He tries so hard... They giggled a bit at it: But that can't be it? Vera continued: Oris exhusband doesn't look like he'd have a problem with it!! 
     I know right!! Anya continued.
     Why do we always have to dirtytalk!? Oriana interrupted them. She didn't want to share intimate secrets! We have jobs, hobbies, homes..... How could they "see" that anyway? Though it would have made for an interesting psychic careere.... Maybe she could become a psychic? With all that supernatural blood in her, she had to have some form of powers!!!

     Vera and Anya looked at eacother: Arnie and I work different hours... I either sleep or halfsleep in front of the tv.... Vera worked late shifts, so she was a bit difficult getting a hold off.     I have a baby, Anya said, nothing happens... Really! Not one damned thing. It's sleepless nights, poop and drool!
     So Oriana was the one who had most of a life? That was scary..... Well, she said, the sex was okay! He's really good at it! Oriana wasn't the biggest fan of intercourse, but it wasn't that bad. She just generally tried avoiding it, but that's how it usually was, wasn't it?

 
     That was pretty much it: Nothing weird, not to much or to little, just .... perfect. She sighed yet again, it was getting a bit hard on the longues. Oriana decided to keep to herself that she usually declined his advances. Anya and Vera were such pervs anyway, they'd probably make a big deal out of it: Selim is perfect. And I broke his perfect heart! He even behaves perfectly now!! He's hurt, but not even mad at me!! That was a bit annoying to be true. He even made dinner, and did laundry!

     
     I was just this big, lumpy, clumsy thing that said the wrong things, acted the wrong way, forgot everything.... and he never got mad or irritated! He was always fine with everything! The man even rubbed my feet after work!!!! 

Anya held up a hand and said: it's settled then. You take Milo, and I take Selim! The man did laundry; washed filthy clothes!!     Vera interrupted them: Hell no! Oriana takes Arnie, I get Selim! I want a guy that rubs my feet!! 
     I just pushed a baby out, and the guy still tries climbing me!!! I want a husband with a normal libido!! Anya pretended to be angry.
     Then you can have Arnie, and I still get Selim. Oriana can have Milo!! Vera wasn't backing away. Her feet was swollen and ached for crying out loud.

     Eeew!!! Oriana said, looking at them. It's Milo! and after a short breake: no offense Anya.... I'll never get over your horseboy information.... she shuddered at the memory.
     Pft... Anya laughed: He was so mad when he realized I told you! They started laughing at the memory. It had taken years before he could even look them in the eyes without blushing. Ofcourse, they didn't have to tease him about it, but it was to funny no to. And the more embarassed he'd gotten the more they teased him! It was a natural development.

     Anya played a bit with the baby, smiling at Oriana. So how's your brother? They were both policeofficers, and she had been on maternity leave for a while.
     Before she even had the time to answer, Vera jumped in: Smoking hot! I swear, than man makes the bloody ocean boil when he goes for a swim! Then they laughed at Orianas look. Eeeew.... Marco.....

     Awww....Don't look so sad Ori! Anya was happy to help: You're brother has a body made for sin!     She's not the only one with a sexy brother... Vera looked at Anya with narrow eyes, Oriana decided chipping in: Mhm.... Salek..
    Well ofcourse my brothers hot! He takes it after his sister! But you're to late ladies, he's gotten a new girlfriend. Think her name was Esther or something.... 
     Hm, that name sounded a bit familiar, but they didn't get to talk more before the sound of an opening door signalised that Milo was back from work. 

     Ori, Vera, he greeted with fake acidness. Hey babe, Milo leaned over the sofa, kissing Anya on the cheek. Hey big guy! His voice changed to a lighter one, when talking to the drooling baby lying in her arms. He grabbed a handful of daddies finger trying to stick it in his mouth, instead of the pacifier. Babies never seemed to be non- sticky.
    Hi Milo! Vera and  Oriana giggled at him. What naughty things have you been up to? Vera said looking suggestivly at the baby.

     This is why men and women aren't friends. He said dryly with a stain of humour in it: you're gross and we really didn't need to know. He took the baby from his wife, cooing him a while: Life was so much easier when I thought girls farted flowers and rainbows......      Since they were all grown- up and sophisticated they laughed: Yes it was! He kept talking to the baby: Daddy will make sure you'll keep that illusion! Yes he will!! 

     I'll put on some more coffee, you want some tea Anya? She rolled her eyes at his back, whilst he went into the kitchen after putting their son down for a nap.
     Yes please honey. She whispered: He won't let me drink coffe, because I'm breastfeeding. She rolled her eyes again, as Oriana and Vera giggled. 

     I heard that.... Milo said from the kitchen. What you eat and drink is what the baby eats and drinks. His voice dissapearing a bit between the sounds of cups clinking towards eachother. Chewing on her lip, Oriana looked towards the kitchen. She couldn't really do it, could she? Anya and Vera was chatting about something, so maybe she could?

     Coffe's not done yet Ori. Milo hadn't even turn his head, and with Vera and Anyas chatting in the background it was a bit strange he heard her. Maybe he smelled her? He was a werewolf after all, but wasn't really particullary hairy, or sounding very doglike. Ofcourse she'd never seen him in werewolf form either. Maybe he wasn't very good at it? Or maybe he was so good at it, that he controlled it!
     She'd actually never asked him about it, but she was a bit afraid to sound curious, or maybe acidentially stepping on his toes. Milo looked and always acted pretty docile, but she didn't want to take the chance of getting on his bad side. Well, to much atleast. Her dad wasn't a very angry sim either, but when he did get angry it was scary business!
     She rubbed her neck a bit, wondering how to ask. She wasn't the most subtle sim in simnation.

     It was kind of funny that Milo worked in politics, but he was trying to increase the awareness around discrimination of supernaturals. Just because they were few, didn't mean it was okay. Maybe he was making them looking into them beeing so close to extinction! Oriana didn't want the supernaturals to die out, it was nice that there were some magic in simnation! And Joe had a unicorn!! It was sooo neat, even if Mahdis was a bit scary....
     Hesitantly she said: Milo? He made a sound, not truly answering but approving of her question: You work with Bashir right?
     Yes, he went. You still drink all black coffe right? No sugar or cream? He didn't seem to understand what she really wanted to ask for. But maybe he just was pretending.
     Yes, but Milo? He turned around looking at her this time.

     Yes? He sipped the coffe, finally pulling a calm face. Oriana hadn't really noticed how tense he had been until his muscles finally relaxed. But between a job with long hours, a newborn baby and coming home to an appartment full of women, it wasn't that odd.
     She drew a deep breath, why was this so difficult? It was just Milo for crying out loud. What did she care what he was thinking: Does Bashir ever mention me? 
     Half expecting him to grin at her, laugh maybe, Milos answer was a surprisingly short and simple: Yes. 

     What was it with men and having to draw every little thing out of their arses! Well.....      Well? He answered back.
     Are you pulling my finger here Milo? She laughed at him.
     He grinned a bit at her, but still sipped at  the coffe: I've pulled your finger once Ori, never again. 
Right, she'd almost forgotten about that....:Bashir mentions you now and then, especially after your divorce, Milo still answered even after that uncomfortable memory.
      What does he say? Oriana was curious. She wasn't interested in Bashir that way, well, she thought atleast. She'd clearly never had a crush on anyone before. Just thought she did, and this really felt different.

 
     He drew it out a bit, weighing his words: Nothing specifically really. He just wonders if we still meet, how you're doing and things like that. He sipped the coffe again: Why? 
     Pulling the shoulders again, she wasn't really sure: We just keep bumping into eachother all over the place. He's polite and everything, but I started wondering if he thinks I'm following him or something. She looked down and pulled at the short hair at her ears, that was the only reason right?

     Oriana, Milo rarely called her that, if Bashir has a problem with you, you'd know already. He looked down in the coffe mug, rubbing his finger around the bottomcircle. He swallowed deeply, and looked up at her. But his eyes didn't meet hers: If you want to meet him, you can just phone him. Or, he was still staring at his coffe: I can just contact the countyhall security, and tell them to give you free passing there. He really needs to get out of the office a bit.

     Really? That was a bit strange wasn't it? But Jericho countyhall wasn't that heavily rigged in the security way anyway. Just a couple of lingonberrycops, as her brother so respectfully called them.
     Ehm... She wasn't really sure what to answer, but didn't want to be impolite: That would be nice Milo, thanks! Milo and Bashir were pretty close friends, so it probably had something to do with that.
     Anya has it like that to, he explained to his cup. I also work there, so you could meet up with me to you know.

     Thanks Milo, Oriana said as she went out to the other women. It was still a bit odd, but she didn't have to use the opportunity! Or maybe she could? It was normal meeting up with old friends right? Even if Bashir and her had never really been friends.
     Ori, you forgot the coffe..... 
     Ups.... she was such an airhead.
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Poses by Sunny (the good ones that is ;) )

First picture is actually spring time, and Marcos boss asked him out on a date. Vera autonomously tried hitting on him, and he kept on declining her. Poor thing, she looked so dissapointed. But sims getting their little pixelhearts broken, makes me laugh.

If anyone wonders, Milo and Oriana are just friends, and will never be anything else. I'll admit I've been tempted breeding those genes into the family, but I just can't ruin all that pretty with offlooking Oriana. He still asks her out on dates, and sends loveletters, so it's not because he doesn't want to :D

Thanks for reading

Here's some pointless pictures of Iva and Gard meeting with the newest trends:

It's time the two of them realize they are to old. Go back to your rocking chair. They did that five times in a row, for real. I have no idea why they kept failing.