5.5 Rednosed

NSFW: butts ;)

Troy seemed to have a habit of passing out due to exhaustion. Maybe he was low on plasma or something? When Neda had invited to a party, she hadn't even thought about him might not eat regular sim food, but plasma. Damn. No way was she offering off her blood either, she wasn't taking that chance. Not that she thought he was a freak!

As expected, Steve was a no- show but she still wanted to enjoy the time with friends. Even if her and Troy had... she could barely think about it.

So, how are you feeling? She did her best to pretend everything was normal between them, especially since his girlfriend was here.

Fine, fine. He quickly said: I should go back to Ye. 

You should, Neda nodded. Awkward.

She had bought a juicekeg, but ofcourse it had started pouring down, so they had decided to stay indoor instead. The few guests seemed to enjoy themselves even if the place was tiny. She wasn't sure why Mahmoud and "whosthat" were here, because they hadn't been invited. Though, they would've been to few with all the sims that didn't show up.

Other than Ayana unsucessfully trying to put her moves on Ye, everything went peacefully.

It wasn't a large party, but the guests left happy and with full stomachs. She'd enjoyed it atleast.

The fraternity seemed to have constant kegparties, and this day was no different. And as usual, Neda was invited. Sometimes she wondered if she was starting to get some sort of reputation. Why else did they invite her every single time? No, she probably didn't have that.

She snook away in the early morning hours, planning on sleeping the worst of it off at home.

Already the fresh memory had started haunting her.

She was never going to another kegparty, ever! What the hell was up with her? Two boyfriends, she slept with Troy and now Mahmoud to? This was so embarassing.

All that partying and secrecy also took a toll on her grades, but she still managed midterm to a C average. Not  that bad, could've been worse. But wasn't that the story of her life in general? Always mediocre at everything she did.

After a very long vacation, Neda was finally back at uni, just to find that Steve had missed her deeply and dearly. She was definitely going to be a better girlfriend this time around. They were so perfect for eachother that even weird strangers smiled at their public shows of affection.

Other weird strangers were just plain weird and it was best to leave them alone.

Once again, Steve didn't show up when invited, so Neda decided to play in the snow on her own; like a real adult. She should probably start doing more schoolwork to try to get her grades up, but it was so boring. It could wait a bit longer, right?

She knew that she should just let it go, and come to terms with how much he worked. And what if they could have a future together? Maybe if they moved together, he'd work less and they would be happy. Because they were such a perfect couple. Neda just wanted a relationship like her parents had. She was sure that given some time, Steve would be just perfect for her. They just had to start living like normal sims first. She just wished he was more available.

Available like Walter. He just seemed to be out and about all the time, that's why they kept bumping into eachother. She called and invited him out to ofcourse, but not this time. This time it was all a coincidence.

Hi, what are you doing out in the snow. he was a bit thinly dressed wasn't he? Or maybe she was just to eager for the real cold to set in.

Just getting some air. It sounded belieavable, and he wasn't the only one at the park either.

It's a lot warmer than I'd thought it be. She had to admit; but it's still a bit to cold for your outfit, won't you say? All her thoughts were pure and innocent. she was the epiphany of faithfulness. Just because Steve had stood her up again, didn't mean she was going to use Walter as some kind of rebound tool. He didn't deserve that. And neither did Steve.

It would have been a lot easier if he'd atleast put up a fight of sort, instead he was just as willing as ever. Didn't the guy have some selfrespect? Or was it her that didn't have any? But it didn't mean anything! That was what was important!

Now, she had promised never to go to another party at Mahmouds, but for once she needed it. Why couldn't she just stop humping on Walter? He wasn't even that hot! It was just a few hours since they'd slept together, and she was sure at hell not getting drunk today! No more sex with weirdos; neither known or unknown ones!

Bitch!! Some woman came up and slapped her around without any warning. Steve clapped and hoped for a chickfight; drunk chickfights was so hot. Unfortunately Neda wasn't big of a barwler.

Instead he kissed her wounded ego: Surprise! Bet you thought you wouldn't see me here. For once he'd been able to show up, and he'd been thrilled to see Neda at the party to.

She was really happy to see him, even if she'd just slept with Walter. But that was different! Texas made her heart skip a beat, kind of like Walter did. No, stop that! She wanted to be with Steve. She wanted to be with him.

Uhm... could we like take it a bit slow? I'm a bit tired. Neda pretended she was sleep depraved and not exhausted from having sex a few hours ago. It would probably go well.

Sure, I'll be gentle. Texas was to happy to help.

The rest of the time, Neda pretended she didn't see Walter no matter where they met. And they met very often. Way to often.

Even at snowflake day, she didn't invite him to the gift giving party she held at the bowlorama. Neda did all she could to pretend that he wouldn't hear about it, that he wasn't sitting at his little dorm all alone without anyone there.

She'd invited Troy though, whom she'd also slept with, but not Walter. She was such a hypocrit. But it was different, she wasn't even remotely interested in Troy. Or in Walter, she was just interested in Steve. because they were perfect for eachother.

Ofcourse Steve had to leave early, and Neda spent the rest of the time with Ayana. Not that it was bad, she liked spending time with her. They were really good friends, but her conscience was eating her up.

Eventually that greedy sob Eddie, started ravaging the giftpile without anyones permission. This was why having parties at public places sucked.

Mahmouds parties was going to give her alcohol poisoning. So why did she keep on saying "yes" and showing up. Though last time, Steve had surprised her. Maybe he'd do it again.

Hey, lady! Quit hogging all the juice man!

Go wash yourself you greasy hipster. Neda laughed at him. Completely forgetting that she herself had tried beeing one.

Oh no, she'd gone even further than usual with the juice this time! Think Neda, think! What happened after you streaking?

Oh oh! She hadn't streaked alone! Several other sims had streaked to. Good, that way no one noticed her, probably. She hoped atleast. Damn, what a headache.

Dressed butt? Blue dressed butt? Neda did her best to ignore the stinging pain in her head, to focus. Blue butt.

Her wrists hurt, why were they hurting? Someone had grabbed her pretty brutally and made her put clothes on- and her....

Who are you calling Rudolph the red nosed cop-deer now lady? 

Shit! She'd been arrested and she'd gotten a big fine. For streaking! Oh no, was this going to go on her record?

One more incident from you lady, and I'll have you thrown out of school! Officer Rudolph had been furious at her! But not at the ones holding the party ofcourse! If I see you again, I'm throwing you in jail!

And then she'd drunk biked back to the party, and had even more to drink?!! What was up with her anyway? She was supposed to be a nice sim! She was supposed to be good and kind, and now she'd been arrested, fined, drunk biked and completely ignored the orders of a policeofficer!

You have got to be kidding? She'd slept with Walter again? What was she, an animal? Okay, that was it! No more drinking! Ever!!!!

Neda had just snuck out, gotten a shower and had just bought herself the most expensive coffe she'd ever had. It wasn't even good, but if it could cure her hangover it was worth it. This had to stop! What was even going on with her? This wasn't like her at all. She was supposed to be the good one. She bit her teeth together as thinking gave her an even bigger headache.

She was aweful! She didn't deserve anything good in life. She could just take a deep dive in the snow and never return. She was shit, that was what she was. She didn't deserve Steve. Or this coffe.

The alcohol threatened to come up again, when she looked up at the aweful Bonegnasher: Hi! And why the hell did he sound so cheery? He'd probably gnawed on some bones or something

Maybe if she pretended she didn't remember how aweful he was, he'd go away: Hey. 

An awkward silence occured before bonegnasher talked again: So, uhm... I'm not sure if you remember me. We had a little occurence at the nerdshop.

Fuck, she couldn't get away with it then: Yeah, I remember it. Kind of. Fucking gross incel.

Shit. Bonegnasher said: Listen, I'm really sorry. I have no idea what got into me. I've been wanting to apologize to you the entire semester. I just... I'm sorry okay. I'm usually not like that. I'm a really nice guy. 

Now that was usually a sign that they weren't nice, but she'd do anything to get rid of him and his face: Don't worry about. It's all forgotten. 

Really? He seemed legit about it atelast.

Maybe Neda had been wrong about him: Yes, really. Don't worry about it. Everyone can have a bad day. 

Wow, thanks. You're really a lot nicer than I thought. He did have a point didn't he? She was scum. Cheating on her amazing boyfriend, leading poor Walter on, getting arrested for beeing drunk and disorderly. She was scum, and deserved to be punished.

And there was really just one way to punish herself accordingly wasn't it? What could be more terrible than tasting Bonegnashers bonegnashing mouth?

Or to do the unspeakable with him? In a poor, innocent igloo on top of that; defile it's purity.

He hadn't gnawed the flesh off her bones, so Neda ended taking her finals with an average of C. Finally she could move on with her life.

And what had she done? The thought of Bonegnashers panting and nerdy voice would forever haunt her. Of all the lows she'd hit at uni, nothing in her life could ever get worse than that.

The hardest part was still saying goodbye to Steve. She'd been good and avoided Walter, but she still felt aweful- poor Steve- she'd been horrible to him. But she'd be a better sim now, this time around she'd be the good sim she'd always wanted to be.
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Retrospectively I realize that the roll might have meant a costume party, and not the type she rolled a wish for. Well, a party's a party, and I'll just remember it correctly next time instead.

Ah well, it's all over for uni. Let's just hope she straightens herself out. And with that, I mean that I hope her rolls and wishes will be nice to her.

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5.4 Bonegnasher

NSFW: there's some butts here, blurred butts, but butts none the less (hehe)

Autumns first days had made it's whereabouts known, the chill in the air barely noticable. Walter was chatty as usual. Neda had decided that meeting him out in public was the best thing, that way Steve wouldn't be able to say anything about nothing. Though, for some reason Irenas advice still stuck in the back of her mind. It ofcourse had nothing to do with her own wishes, it was all her sisters fault.

She interrupted his tirade of chattiness: Walter, I'm sorry. I have a boyfriend. Im sorry I've been leading you on. I hope you'll be able to forgive me one day

The bush they were standing next to protected them from curious eyes, and for a short second she worried that he was going to go all werewolf on her. He looked far from happy, but why would he be?

The beautiful day must have done something to his mood, as he quickly calmed down: Thanks for telling me, Neda. I'm not really that surprised that you're already spoken for.

Spoken for? What was this, some bad movie? She let it slide, and pretended it didn't creep her out even the slightest.

I'm so glad to her that! Neda was thrilled either way: I really like spending time with you, and you're one of my very best friends. She had been worried sick about loosing his friendship, which she wasn't willing to. He smiled at her, so that probably meant he was happy about it to. It was always good beeing friends with your boyfriend, but that didn't meant that any friend should be your boyfriend.

As all irony would have it, the sky opened and rain started pouring down. That was so typical. Why couldn't weather stay stable. She'd even checked the forecast for today: Great! Hey how about we go back to my place, and grab something to eat. I'll order pizza and we can watch a movie!

The Pizzadelivery lady knew her by firstname now, she was getting quite the regular. Pizza had become a large part of her diet, and would probably give her an early heartattack.

Atleast Walter wasn't to posh to eat pizza, which was good. Because Neda completely forgot that maybe fancy sims ate different food.

So there's not really a lot on the tellie. She didn't have one of those fancy tvs that could go straight online: But we could go and catch a movie instead if you want to. 

I'm fine watching whatevers on, he smiled; as long as it's with you. Oh boy, this wasn't exactely what she'd been aiming for. It hadn't! She'd had absolutely no other thought behind this than a friendly one.

Walter smelled a tad sour from the rain. She'd never get why that happened, when the outside usually smelled a lot better. And now she was sure he was a bit taller than Steve. But this was all so innocent. Just a hug between friends.

A part of her wanted to pretend she got surprised when they started kissing. But truth was she hadn't been difficult to persuad. But, like, what was she going to do? Think before acting? It didn't have to go further after all. A bit of kissing was all innocent. And it wasn't technically cheating.

Besides, they were a bit chilly from the rain.

This was the last time she'd ever listen to her sister. And she didn't even feel guilty about it. Why not? She was supposed to be a good sim!

Even when meeting Steve she didn't feel guilty, okay maybe a bit. She just had some guilty flashbacks to Walters lips and... well, other things once in a while.

I'm sorry I've been so busy lately. Work and school is killing me. Steve sounded pretty tired, the dark rings around his eyes gave it off as well.

It's okay Texas! Neda smiled, he didn't seem to suspect anything: I understand. We can meet when you have the time for it. School first. 

He gave her that look again: Is everything okay? You seem a bit tense. 

What? Oh, Neda explained. I'm really struggling with school. It's hard and I'm having a bit of trouble learning things. I just need better studyhabits. And, you know. I could use some relaxation. Hopefully it would stop him from asking more questions.

As usual, Steve was happy to help her relax as long as he had the time. Neda on her hand, was just thrilled her neighbours weren't wondering why there nearly was a line of guys standing outside her door.

Ofcourse they also did other things together when he had time to spend the night.

It was just that he usually didn't. But that's how it was when working on those 24 hours open stores.

And he usually let her sleep when he got called after, like any decent sim would. Which again meant she woke up alone.

Did the barista knew she was a cheater? Could he see it on her? Was that why he wasn't looking at her? Neda was starting to freak out sometimes. Her emotional wellbeeing went up and down, everything from completely guiltfree, to beeing sure everyone could see where Walter had touched her. Which, lets be frank, was a lot of places.

She went over to the nerdstore, to feel less judged. But instead she met the cashier in his swimtrunks. Which was gross, so she decided to be the judgmental one instead.

Some greasy fairy with tiny bumblebee wings invited her to dance, and Neda decided to join. He looked harmless, but that creepy smile he had irritated her a bit. Even if he was more than friendly enough: So, what's a girl like you, doing in a shop like this?

Reading, she answered, all the time beeing aware of swimtrunkman staring at them.

Really? Not looking for a new boyfriend?

What's that supposed to mean? Oh shit, had Walter been telling everyone? Had someone figured it out on their own? 

A pretty thang like you have a boyfriend right? The fairy tried beeing flirty again? I just hoped you wanted a new one. If you have one that is, which I assume. Since your cute and all.

Oh, yeah. I have a boyfriend. Wow, that was just not what she'd assumed.

So, he put on his best smile: Do you want to take a walk in the park? He liked the park, like most fairies.

He looked like the type that gnawed the last piece of flesh of humanbones before he threw them in a pit of fire. If he were a horrorfigure, his name would be bonegnasher. No way in hell was she going with this serialkiller to some deserted park: I have a boyfriend. So thanks, but no thanks. That was a pretty nice way of putting it, Neda thought.

Oh! Oh! Oh that is soooo typical! Getting a guys hopes up, but ofcourse she has a boyfriend! Bet it's some huge jock huh! The nerds are, as usual, not good enough for you! Huh?! Yeah, well, we aaalways end up making a lot more than those guys! Have fun beeing beaten by your jock boyfriend, bitch! He'll leave you with four kids in a trailer for some floosy half your age!!! 

Then bonegnasher litterally flew out the door. What a dick.

Almost as soon as bonegnasher had left, an equally disturbing thing happened: Excuse me. Neda went over to the redhead: There's a man stalking you. Really, a guy walked after her and kept staring at her.

No ones stalking me, Ye said.

Yeah, that man right over there. She moved her head slightly in his direction, careful so that he didn't notice that she'd noticed him.

What are you talking, you crazy bitch? No ones stalking me! What the hell, she didn't see the creep that was litterally standing right next to her?

He's litterally right next to you!

No ones there, you bitch! 

Whatever! Fuck you! That was it. Neda was done with these nerds! And everyone complained about Jocks! Why? These freaks were a lot worse!

As the jocks- of- the- lanterns wanted it, she got invited to a kegparty at Mahmouds fraternity.

She had no idea why she'd been invited, she'd barely met the guy before. Not that she was complaining when Mahmoud picked her up and helped her drink of the keg. He was halfnaked to, but what did she care.

There was some seriously strong stuff they were drinking. Neda hadn't been much of a drinker, so maybe she should've taken it slower. But these guys really partied hard, and she didn't want to be any worse!

No really, they were nice guys. A bit on the wild side, but kind at heart. So she drank with a clear conscious.

butts....

Mahmouds butt....

more butts....

so many butts....

Wait, this wasn't her bed. And why was she remembering so many butts?!! Okay Neda, take a deep breath. Try to piece together everything that happened. You weren't that drunk, you're just a bit hungover. Butts.... So many butts... because they were streaking. Okay, there weren't so many butts because you... well, you know. They were just streaking.

What else happened?

The cop! Someone called the cops on the kegfest! Damn, he mouthed of Mahmoud. Poor guy. Wait, was it because I called... didn't I call him Rudolph? Ups, I'm never getting invited back here.

Looking around Neda calmed down, she was still at the frathouse. Who else would have that gross chair, and actually sit in it. Damn, that headache was aweful. She'd been drunk the night before, but not so drunk that she didn't know her own name. It was just this damn hangover making it hard to focus. What else had happened?

I know him, talking to someone I know. Who's that again. Caps, I know who that is. Man, this headache was aweful.

Neda got up, just to realize she was naked. Damn hangover! Blinking hard at the light, she tried again. Think, what happened. Come on Neda, you weren't that drunk!

That cap, that was... Oh no. She'd made out with Troy! Eeeew! He'd been so cold and pasty. He'd had a wild ammount of stamina though. Wait, why did she know he was cold, pasty and had a lot of stamina?

It came crashing down on her. She'd fucked Troy! Oh no, she'd fucked Troy! She had a boyfriend, and a lover, and she still had fucked Troy!!! Oh no! And he had a girlfriend! Oh no!

Assuming it was Troys fault her mouth tasted like death and decay, Neda didn't have time before class to run home and shower. But she swore, if Troy told anyone, she'd rip his fangs out and stab him in the eyes with them. The hell, those kegfests at Mahmouds were crazy!

Ofcourse she then couldn't say no when Ye, that crazy fucker, invited her to a kegfest. But this wouldn't be as wild as the other, she was sure of it. These women were a lot more sophisticated than a bunch of jocks. Neda obviously didn't like Ye, but she'd just fucked Troy; and Ye and him were dating. So it would seems suspicious if she didn't go.

She did her best to help with a kegstand, but Neda wasn't exactely well trained.

Ofcourse she dropped her, Ye got angry and Neda was really just happy that it wasn't Troy she was mad about.

Neda was smart, and waited until big, strong Anoki came alone and picked her up like she was a leaf. Not that she was going to get drunk this time. Just a little to heal the hangover.

After the initial kegstand, she just had a few more drinks, just a few more. Nothing bad was going to happen now. Not that she was oogling big, strong Anoki or anything. He wasn't that hot, he just thought he was.

Butts... More butts. Anoki- butt so hot.

Wait, this wasn't her room? Not again! Come on, she hadn't had that much to drink! The hangover was even worse this time, even if she wouldn't think that was possible. Okay, she'd definitely not fucked Anoki, he'd probably have crushed her under that massive body and she'd be dead now. Think Neda, who helped you to bed. Guaranteed one of the girls.

Let's see, the bonfire. Yeah, she remembered that. But who was with her? No one special. Okay, move on to the next memory.

She was making out with someone, he'd been in the pool. Because his body was wet; slim. Not Anoki then, not that she had the hots for him or something. Who was it? It wasn't Troy again was it? No, not pasty enough. Damn headache.

Walter! She'd slept with Walter again?! The day after she slept with Troy? Holy shit, she was like some community matrass! What the fuck was wrong with her?! Okay, that was it, she was never drinking again!
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So this is what happens when you have the opportunist at university for the record. Recommended 10/10. I blame RLC- rules for this one. It's depraving my kindhearted sim, turning her into some wildchild. So this is techincally not my fault. Ofcourse, I could just say no to the partyinvites but it seems a bit cheaty, since I know that they'll consist of opportunities.

To be a bit more clear, it's a mix of the RLC rules and a homebrewed one. I've had "opportunist" before with 1 gen, and she had so few opportunities. So to compensate, I make the sims with that roll go with their wishes; especially if I think they somehow relates to an opportunity. Try to do that either way, but I'm strickter with the opportunist. However, when I made that "extra rule" for myself, I didn't have uni, so it kind of backfired a bit :) I could've just stopped, but to be honest I absolutely love it. Because that makes Neda so immensly affected by the RLC rules that it's pretty much changed her entire story. Anyway, I try to get her to go with guys she already know, because it seems more fitting to her traits. I could also appologize for the buttpictures, but I have the humour of a small child.   

Oh Neda, I'm sorry that RLC and me, made you into this, but it's a bit funny.

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