5.8 Chainsaw

Neda swore that time flew past faster than it had at uni. Summer took her by as much surprise as spring. Beeing a responsible adult felt like walking around in a haze most of the time.

She wasn't going to any of those familyfriendly beaches as of yet, so it was a bit surprising to see Tara there this early.

I saw you got engaged! Congratulations! When's the wedding? The two of them had always been close, so why didn't they meet more often?

Ignoring that little voice in her head, that said it was because she was investing way to much time in her relationship, Neda answered: Thanks. We're getting married pretty soon actually. Finally, Steve and her had set a date.

I was a bit worried Te... Steve was stringing me along for a while, but he finally agreed that a date should be set. Neda couldn't imagine why he'd been so difficult to persuade, when they were so great together. She also thought they should think about having babies soon. She couldn't wait to be a mother of 1,2 children. Not four, like they had been.

Well, that's all in the past now! Tara was excited for her cousin. They'd always been such close friends, but rarely had time to meet anymore. She just assumed it was because Neda was as busy as her trying to get this "adult" thing working. Beeing an adult really wasn't all it was laid out to be.

Tara on her hand, wasn't interested in dating at all. She had a job she'd rather focus on: So I bet uncle's excited then.

Well, it was that: Yeah! I haven't told them that we've set a date yet. I'm going to tell them later today. She assumed it would go well though, both mum and dad seemed to have warmed up to Steve a bit. Either that, or they had given up whatever it was they were trying to do.

Between the two of us, I don't think they like Steve that much. But I don't know why, he's really great. The sun burning on her chest almost made her panic abit. Had she remembered to use enough sunscreen? Neda didn't want to hide getting a sunburn from Steve, it was so much extra work.

Dad and mum never likes any of my sisters boyfriends either. Tara admitted; I think they just think she's to young to be that serious about someone. Probably the same thing with them. 

Maybe. But I'm still going to tell them today. It's a great idea, because Nikos' coming home soon. So they'll likely be in a good mood.

They hadn't seen him in so long, she'd nearly forgotten how he looked like and barely how he'd been to be around: I bet he's knocked someone up or something. Because they never found that damned axe they were looking for. Neda really hoped he was back to stay. Then she could meet him to, and not just Dragan and Irena. She might not want to admit it to herself; but ever since that fire as kids she'd always looked up to him. Even at his worst teenage stage.

Ofcourse Tara knew all about that; because uncle and her dad gossiped a lot: Probably. I'm surprised he doesn't have ten kids already. He'd always seemed to be the type to have a house full of kids to her.

Just like herself, Tara quickly got bored with talking about Niko, and made a mental leap: Oh! Neda! You should have a bachelorettes party! 

It's a bit early to have one, I think. We're not getting married just yet. Besides, she kind of thought the partydancers were gross. And Tara would definitely hire some, even if she told she didn't want any.

Then we can go out and party! Just the two of us! Please Neda, we haven't been at a club in ages! Tara was dying to pretend she was young, and not just working and working all the time.

Drinking? She wasn't sure that was such a good idea. Last time she'd been fined and got arrested, and cheated. But Walter wasn't in town, and she was a responsible adult now. So it would probably be fine: Okay! How about tonight? 

Yes! We're going to have so much fun Neda!

So, uhm Steve and I have finally set a date! To get married that is! Wow, they still hadn't changed anything about this place. It was litterally just the same as when she was a kid, and a teenager. But mum and dad had never been ones for decorating or anything at all. Probably because the cats and dogs would've eaten everything up.

The sofa creaked softly under her: And this is happening, Neda tried beeing authorative: So I don't want to hear.....

That's so nice dear. Mum ofcourse interrupted her before she was done talking and even dad seemed okay with it: We thought the two of you weren't going to stay together for this long, yet here you are. 

Okay, fine. Neda would let that slide this time. What was up with them and their dislike of Steve?

I mean, you just don't seem very good together to be honest. Mum gave one massive blow to her and Steves love after another.

She was really glad that mum and dad hadn't turned into those old sims that never showered, and smelled like mothballs. It made it easier for her to keep her mind clear: Mum, Steve and I love eachother!  

Sometimes love just isn't enough Neda.  

Ofcourse it was enough. Just look at her and dad, they were a terrible match and they had a great relationship. This love thing was easy, and definitely didn't need any work. It was just like a really deep friendship with someone that you wouldn't mind sleeping with. So it was just like maintaining a friendship!

A relationship is a lot of hard work, and some sims aren't meant to be together! Aino didn't want to be harsh, but Neda was going to end up getting hurt. Or atleast she was sure about that, her husband had bet that Steve would end up beeing the hurt part. Not that he cared about that ofcourse; she was still their daughter and they would take her side anyway.

Mum, give it a rest already. Dragan was so tired of hearing about Steve and mum complaining about him. Didn't matter what would happen did it? Only way of learning was that Neda figured it out on her own. Besides, Steve was a great guy and Dragan liked him.

Well, I'm right.

Doesn't matter mum. Neda's grown up and makes her own decisions. He was going to have his twinsisters back atleast.

Well, anyways Tara and I are going to go out tonight and celebrate my soon- to- be wedding! Take that mum, because for some reason another sim agreeing with her probably would mean something to her stubborn mum!

Neda, Niko's coming home tomorrow morning! I wanted the hole family to meet him at the station as a surprise. Even dad was against her. But he was the one that was easy to sway. Why didn't he agree with her?

But I've already planned with Tara! It would be rude to withdraw that now. Didn't they understand that? What about her feelings?

You knew Niko was coming home Neda. Did he have to sound so disappointed at her. She didn't like it when dad was disappointed in her.

But I thought it was the day after tomorrow. And I can still come here tomorrow! I'll be here first thing in the morning!

You'll oversleep kid.  

Another one of those. Why didn't they trust her? She had always been the most responsible kid. Atleast of the four of them, and that should count as something.

But, maybe she could spend the night here instead. Daniel had thought it was a good idea to change his mind so his daughter could get what she wanted. But by the look of his wifes face, that was a "No". She really didn't like Steve. Now, how was he supposed to give both his wife and daughter what they wanted?

Dad! I won't oversleep! Was she invisible or something? Why didn't they listen to her?! Besides, she didn't want to spend the night, before mum and dad appologized to Steve! I'll be here first thing in the morning!

Dad, just stop it. Even Dragan was ignoring her now, even if he was on her side: Neda will show up either way. And Niko's not going away for a while, so when Neda oversleeps it doesn't matter. They'll still meet eachother. 

I won't oversleep! She was talking for deaf ears. Why didn't they ever listen?

I bet he's knocked someone up or something like that anyway, and Neda already can't pretend that she's surprised anyway. Let poor Niko pretend that he caught us by surprise. 

Et tu Bro? Why were they always like that to her? She was a responsible adult! Very responsible! She was going to show them, by beeing on their doorstep at sunrise! Yeah, that'll teach them to underestimate her adultness!

The Asylum was gross and dark, and they were way overdressed; just like a real night out on town should be for two young women. Neda had assumed this place had some dark, thumping music but it was playing pretty regular pop.

The hell? Are they together? She leaned in to talk in Nedas ear, so no one would hear over the music that still wasn't loud. Tara was a bit disappointed so few sims were present, but they tended to show up a bit later in the evening.

What? You mean Berit and Jozef or Arne and Kyrre? Neda was looking at the same thing Tara was, and didn't see either of her worries.

You like know everyone don't you? Tara lauged back at her, and pretended that she hadn't already insinuated that she knew them herself. But she couldn't remember their names, so it was different.

We went to school with them Tara. They had all been friends once, but Kyrre had dated her sister and Berit was kind of a bitch. Arne and Jozef were nice though, but they were still guys; and not dating eachother as Tara assumed.

Really? I can't remember the guys... she remebred Berit though, because she was a major bitch.

Arne, clearly with a bit to much in his veins came in contact with his inner asylumfeels, put on his best bonegnasher face and started shaking his stuff around. Yikes. This was why she didn't go out a lot, Neda remembered it now.

They had no idea why the place all of a sudden got filled with sims, maybe they all arrived with the same subway or something. But it was nice to not be the only ones making arses of themselves at the dancefloor.

I think you've gotten an admirerer, Tara grinned at her and had to repeat it several times before Neda heard: That fishfaced guy keeps staring at you.

Did she even remember that she was engaged to Steve.

Oh no, it was Benny from work. He was nice enough, but since they knew eachother it meant she had to talk to him. Maybe he'd be satisfied if she served him a welcoming grin? It definitely looked well meaning.

It's just Benny from work. Neda explained to Tara, without screaming it loudly enough for him to hear.

Like the rest of the sims present, she swayed her body awkwardly to the music. She had no rythm either: That dick put my stuff in pudding! She'd never gotten over that prank, and probably never would.

He puts his dick in your pudding? 

Wait what? Had she just said what she thought she said?

Sure! Tara nodded and left for some reason.

Oh, she went and got them drinks! Neda thought she'd been talking about pudding: Wow, thanks Tara! She was so nice for thinking about her. Even if they were hitting the drinks pretty hard now. She'd never been good at holding her liqour.

Youre welcome! Youre getting married after all. 

Oh, so she heard her thanking her, but not anything else. This partying thing was a lot more difficult that she remembered.

Maybe you should talk to him, Tara tried saying.

No way in flying fuck was she talking to that freak! Look at that creepy grin! What was up with all those creepy guys thinking she was interested in them just because she glanced in their direction. Look at him baring his teeth at her! He was probably some pickupartist or something; they always looked like feet. Even the creepy grinners shirt was ruined.

I mean, he looks pretty upset, Tara continued.

Upset? Okay, she'd heard her right this time: He looks like hes one of the original tendants here at the asylum. Sheesh Tara! Just imagine waking up in the morning with that face grinning next to you. You know he has a chainsaw behind his back!

What? Tara looked at her for a second before blinking: I meant your coworker Neda- puddingdick. 

Oh, that explaiend it. She hadn't meant the creepy guy: Benny

Whatever, you should probably talk to him or something

Tara knew how to entertain herself. And she was doing her best to give gross- Arne a run for it. She even got an audience, another guy that looked like a fish. No wonder she was single.

Neda tried her best to calm the grown man who looked like a child loosing a teddybear: Benny, are you okay? She'd never be able to hear that name again without thinking about countrysongs.

After a little drink, Benny seemed to calm down. Whatever had been bugging him didn't seem to hurt to deep and soon they were laughing together. Ofcourse she got well along with her co workers to, but Benny and her actually got really along at work. Wondered why they never met outside of work though? Probably because he was a lot older than her.

And finally Benny told what had made him sulk that deep to: Fucking Bai keeps giving away all the best stories to rookies! I'm the seniorwriter, and there was this great intervju with the mayor of Monte Vista available, but but he gave the story to one of the rookies.

Oh? Neda swallowed deeply.

 I know! Here I am with all this experience and he gives it to some fucking kid!

But he doesn't want to say who he gave it to! Claims he needs my expertise for "better issues", like what? The Mayor of Monte-fucking- Vista fucking hates foreign reporters, and when she finally gets here, they give it to a kid!

Wow that sounds bad.... He'd given her the intervju. She'd intervjued the mayor of Monte Vista, because she was a nasty old hag and she was a sweet young kid, as Bai so nicely had said it. And it had worked to, she hadn't had any problems with the lady.

You got the one with our own officials beeing bought off though, Neda tried to calm him even more. Why did she always end up with calming down some whiny man. What was she? Their mum?

I did.

And that means that Bai wasn't lying, he probably knew something was about to blow up. Guys got sources both left and right. And he had a ponytail, just like that crazy- blond guy had said and talked about conspiracies.... Hm....

Yeah, that sound about right...

Benny kept on pouring his irritation out, but eventually he calmed down enough to start having normal converstations with. And Neda, beeing a good sim, got stuck talking to him. They worked together, so she didn't want to seem rude.

Tara smooching up to some wellgroomed dude in a tux. That was good for her, she should have some fun. Especially since she got stuck talking to Benny.

Half asleep Neda squeezed Steve closer, his robe was so soft. Why didn't she have a soft robe like that? And he smelled so good, kind of flowery and sweet. He'd gotten a bit thin though, she didn't have any problems holding around him. That was odd.... And his butt had gotten kind of big to, and soft. He'd let himself go, because he'd used to have buns of steel.

Her eyelids were nearly glued together from the hard partying last night. Moving carefully, trying to keep herself from getting to dizzy and vomit all over Steve, she looked at him, expecting to see  the face of an ill man.

Ew, she'd just thought Taras butt was soft and that she smelled good. Was she awake? Where the hell was Steve, and why was she wearing his robe?

Tara.... 

She barely grunted for an answer: Tara. Neda could've used a louder voice, but her throat was so dry. And she should probably move her hand away from hers, because it seemed suspiciously intimate.

Tara

what....

Why are you wearing Steves robe? And why the hell hadn't they just slept under covers? And why wasn't she in her nightgown?

It took a long while before she answered, making her worried that she'd fallen asleep again: I didn't have any underwear on...

Why? 

They pinched my bum, so I took them off somewhere on the way... She dragged the words so hard it was difficult to understand: Don't judge me. You weren't wearing any undies either.

She wasn't? Why weren't she wearing undies? Ofcourse they hadn't been wearing bras, because of the dresses. But underpants: I wasn't wearing any to begin with. Neda lied.

Okay. Smart. No pinching undies. Undies evil.

Cause you were gone for a while Neda. Tara kept talking, all the time squinting at the light: And I got to admit, I thought you'd lost your undies doing some dirty deed with that Benny guy.

What? Benny? Come on Tara, we work together. We were just talking together, I thought you were hitting on that tuxman, so I wanted to leave you two alone.

What tuxman? She thought for a long while before trying her best brainworkout of the day: Oh yeah, I danced with some guy. The rblonde right? 

I think he had dark hair. Come to think about it, didn't she work with tuxedoman?

I knew that. 

Tara pulled a grimace that was supposed to be a smile; That makes sense. Sorry Neda, I just assumed the worst about you. I mean, I didn't mean you, but the guy looked kind of creepy so...

Not again: Don't worry about it Tara. Bennys like twice my age, you know I'd never do an oldie and are you forgetting that I'm engaged to be married? So you and tuxman didn't...

Nah

It was a success then, Tara said, because we stayed together and didn't let men split us up. 

Fuck: Yup. Hey, do you know where Steve's at? What was wrong with her?!


No idea, but it's like two in the afternoon so he's probably out beeing social and stuff.

She'd overslept, ofcourse she had. And she'd cheated! She'd disapointed her parents, her brother and fucking cheated on her boyfriend; again. She'd cheated again. Again! And with one of her coworkers, that also happened to be a close friend. Why did she keep doing this?

I was supposed to have an early day and meet Niko at the station....

Well, you can just go now then

Nah, it can wait. She had to big of a hangover, and she didn't want mum and dad to yell at her. It could wait. He wasn't going anywhere after all.
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Tsk tsk Neda, the wishes you roll just keeps getting youy into trouble. I don't think I've ever had a sim that's had her faith so affected by the rolls. This is to much fun. But I promise, after this I'll ignore the wishes that get her into trouble. Maybe.

And the bars got crowded due to a mod actually, they just all popped in at the same time for some reason. And they were all the same side of the dancefloor. Don't know why they do that.

Thanks for reading

5.7 The legion

Rumours had it that legions of domesticated cats roamed the city, rubbing up against sims and not standing for beeing rejected for cuddling. To Nedas surprise; the rumour turned out to be true and as the journalist she was, it was her job to write about it. She might not get the good stories yet, but it was well worth the investigation and her boss loved cute stories.

They truly were adorable, even towards eachother. But by the looks of the cats eyes, there was either inbreeding or a problem with eyediseases. She should write that down to.

Not surprisingly Neda also found her mother near all the cats, so they decided to bond a bit as a family. The little incident with Steve was already forgotten, and mum and dad hadn't said anything else. For now, they just rollerskated together without falling, for a change.

As the great twinsister she was, she even invited out her brother and his wife so they could have a doubledate. As much as she wanted to dislike Lillian, Dragan was right; she was really friendly and easy to get along with. No wonder her parents liked her. She was great! And she was so not witchlike, she'd kind of expected cakling or something but no, she was just nice.

Damn Dragan, Lillian is really great! Neda rarely had problems beeing heard over loud music. She always ended up beeing the one that was screaming a conversation when the music stopped anyway.

Yeah I know. I told you. 

Yeah, but she's really great. I didn't think she'd be that nice. 

He seemed to appriceate her acceptance of his wife. Not that she'd had another choice, but there was this magic twin- bond that they didn't seem to have. But maybe he thought they did.

They loved you Texas! Ofcourse they had loved him, he was perfect and he seemed to appreciate it to. It had to be important to him to be liked by her family. Because it was important to her that they liked him.

Your brother and his wife were really nice. I think they liked me a lot better than your parents did. 

Don't care about them, they'll come around and see what a perfect match we are! Because the perfect match was the important thing.

Just because the other couple had left, didn't mean the two of them had to call it a night. Neda took the chance on dancing on the table of the club, and she neither fell down, nor did the table break under her weight. It was a successful night. 

Even if it would've been a lot nicer if her boyfriend had stayed upstairs with her.

She was never able to stay mad at him for long though. Living together had a lot of benefits. And she loved living with him! Because they were so good together.

Ofcourse they had separate hobbies, and Neda wasn't annoyed at his constant playing videogames either. No no, it wasn't annoying at all. Like, what modern day woman would have a problem with that. She was so not going to be that nag of a girlfriend atleast.

He'd changed jobs though, and was now working at the school together with her sister. But why wasn't he dressed yet, it was just an hour until she started work. Had he been up all night playing games? No, that couldn't be true. He was a responsible man, he always had been. Just because he didn't come home every night, didn't mean that something was wrong right?

Aren't you getting changed soon? 

He stroked her hair: Ofcourse Neda. But I start a few hours later than you do. You knew that right?

The look he gave her, made her melt: Well, no. You haven't told me. 

Oh, I thought you knew. Since your sister works at the school to. 

She was silly, what was she expecting that he'd tell her absolutely everything that went on at work. She didn't tell him everything either. Wondered why he'd quit though, was it because of mum and dad hadn't liked it?

So as Neda went to work, she ofcourse trusted Steve to be responsible and get ready for work. He probably did.

She'd volunteered to intervju sims around town, and decided on talking to a very blond man.

Expecting him to talk about his bleached hair, it turned out it was natural: No, it's true. I keep going to the hairdresser, but everytime they just refuse to give me a haircut. They won't let me "cut that beautiful angellike hair"! Then I thought the news should know about that! It's discrimination!

Neda did her best to avoid telling the subject that it wasn't discrimination; that's not how it worked. But she preffered a subject that kept talking, so she didn't say anything.

Then I realized what was actually happening! The subject kept talking.

And what was that it that happened sir? It was a bit strange calling someone her own age "sir", but he seemed fine with it.

He tapped a wellmanicured finger on his head: It's the government! It's a government plot to mindcontrol sims. Think about it! Why else does so many sims have long hair! And so many old men and women with pigtails?! And always those ribbons in them, right?

Personally she'd just assumed old sims liked to troll the young ones.

So that's how I figured out where all the weird hairstyles are coming from. The government are mindcontrolling sims into having pony and pigtails, because it makes sure we get used to seeing it. And thats how the aliens are infiltrating the world. Because the simskin they wear have to be fastened in some way, and the zipper is at the back of the head, and pigtail and ponytails makes sure the suits stay in one place.

Ah, so this was why no one at her office had wanted the task of intervjuing sims in the street. They were crazy. Neda did her best to pretend she wasn't taken by surprised, or even the least bit scared. Because she kind of was. He seemed harmless but  was probably twice as wide as her.

That's why I talked to you ofcourse, because your hair is down. That means your not one of the aliens, Blondie continued.

But you're hair is in a ponytail. Are you an alien sir? Neda was trying her best to take this seriously. Wow, she was really desperate for a promotion.

No, I just told you it's a government conspiracy. So... is it against journalistic ethics to go on a date with subjects you intervju?

Yes sir, Neda lied: We're not allowed to date sims we've ever talked to. Holy shit, what a crazy bastard. Besides, she wasn't really into blondes.

She really wanted a raise, so Neda did the only thing she could think of: Mum, I was asked by my boss to intervju sims around town. But they are so crazy. Can I intervju you? You must have some good stories to tell?

Neda nearly swallowed her tongue. What if she thought she meant her missing daughter? Holy shit, what was she thinking?! She'd almost forgotten it herself for crying out loud.

Though she didn't get the reaction she was expecting: You want a story? About me? Maybe the fullmoon screwed with mums head, as she continued: Can you guarantee me anonymity? 

Uhm, yeah sure. It was pretty common that they didn't give out their sources. Journalists wasn't obliged to give this out to the lawenforcment; atleast up to a certain degree.

Mum pulled a very eerie face: Fine, I'll give you a story....

You know the music- painting upstairs? Mine. You know The nightsims? Also mine. I've been forging art for ages. I can't even remember how many, but there's a lot of them.

Neda wrote the entire thing down as mum spoke, either she was going senile or this was the scoop of the century, and she was going to get a fast promotion.

Now most of them aren't here, they are at the really big ones; like Tate.

Don't believe me? Print the story, and someone will check. It might be a bad idea to tell, but she was old now anyway.

Neda wasn't really sure what to believe, but she wrote it down none the less: Where are the originals?

I have no idea. Probably at some collectors. It took a while before they told me that the paintings weren't sold, but switched out with the originals.

Who are "they"?

Ah honey, I can't tell you that. Not that it matters, because I was the youngest one there. Alice disappeared a long time ago, think she went underground or something when the cops were at her tail. She had so many co- workers that just went missing, and new ones came along. She could barely remember any of them.

Alice?

Yeah, she forged statues. I usually forged the ancient paintings, but some of the modern ones to.

You should've seen your old mum mix tempra. Shit is hard to get to look old, because it doesn't always bind or even age that well, depends what you mix it with. And that hoof- glue we had to cook; smelled the entire place up. Preppy fucking "expert" couldn't even tell it from the real deal. 

She had tried not to feel to proud about those things when younger. But now that she was old and wise, the memories was always so sweet.

Can I use Alices name do you think mum? 

Shouldn't be a problem. She was as old as I am now, when I was as young as you.

It was good times Neda. Mum smiled at her, clearly living back in her youth for a second: I remember when I told Daniel, I was so scared that he'd turn me in. But he just thought it was funny. I've always loved his questionable morales. Aino still wondered how her little Neda had turned out so flawless; Dragan was a hacker, Irena a mooch and Niko ran off from all of the world; but Neda was just perfectly normal.

Thanks mum. I won't tell anyone where I got the story.

And then I found my stuff! The guys had put it in pudding, and then I had to eat it to be able to get to it! And then I ended up with pudding all over me, and it was so embarassing! She couldn't believe that her co- workers had done that to her! Maybe they were just trying to be funny, but she hadn't thought they were: And I don't even know why. Why do they always prank me?Why not someone else?

Was Steve getting bored with her? He was so difficult to get to talk; Eeerr.. Neda. You just got a massive promotion and paycheck because of that huge artforging scandal you broke. Don't you think maybe that had something to do with it?

Why would they prank me because of that? What an odd thing to say. She'd be happy for them if they broke a huge story like that, so they'd be happy for her to.

Maybe it's not a prank. To be honest, I think it comes off as workplace bullying. A lot of sims tries to pull that off as "pranks".

Wow, he was such a suspicious guy: Listen Texas, I get what your trying to do her and I really appreciate it. But that doesn't make any sense! It could've happeend to any of the guys. They are way better reporters than I am! 

He probably wasn't as tired with her as he sounded: You seem to forget that I've also worked with them. And they are nice enough, but you're still a young girl that broke a huge story; and they are aging men that won't get that big a scoop in their entire careeres. 

It's nice that you're worried about me Texas, but they've always been nice. These things just happens to me. It was a part of beeing a looser. She'd always been a looser.

Are you sure? He didn't seem to convinced.

I'm sure

Are we getting married soon? 

Soon Neda, soon. He hugged her when saying it. Was he hiding something from her? Because he often didn't come home until late night, and sometimes he hadn't slept in the bed at all, even if he claimed he did.

Despite beeing succesful in her careere, her personal life didn't seem to go to well: Neda, could you please stop calling me Texas? My name's Steve. I'd kind of prefer that.

Sure. But she liked calling him Texas. That was the first impression she'd had of him; some guy that had gone all texas on someone; so that was what she wanted to keep calling him. Why didn't he do whatever she saw fit?

And he wasn't as perfect as he once had been either, because she'd started doing dishes quite often. Not to mention that he never ever did the laundry either. It was always her. But that would change once they got married right? If they ever did.

She thought she really did her best to be a good girlfriend. But she thought he was a bit uncuddly.

But he always had time to play those damned games.

When spring ended, Neda decided to throw a bonfire party, the weather was beautiful and she'd invited all her coworkers to. Maybe they'd stop pranking her then.

Since she never could do anything right, rain started pouring down at the beach and they had nowhere to hide inside. Well, atleast Tex... Steve had showed up this time. And she had been smart and taken a lot of nectar with her to keep everyone drunk as toads.

And she'd really wanted to impress her boss, Bai: I'm so sorry Bai. I checked the weatherforcast and all and it didn't say it was going to rain. This was so embarassing.

It'sh not a problem, he slurred; clearly he'd helped himself to quite a few glasses; a little rain nevher hurt anyone!

And here I was scheeming to get a raise and all! She joked.

Ofcourshe you can have a raish! Bai grinned: An offiche party is schomthing we've never tried before! 

Wow! Thanks! Well that was easy. Best to take advantage of her boss when he was drunk then.

A cute little shing like you raish schomething on me to! 

Neda laughed awkwardly; he probably meant something different.

You ghot that Neda! I meant my....

Okay! She laughed way to loudly: I think it's time that we call it a night! You've had to much to drink there Bai. It always happened to her. Well, she'd gotten a raise, so she was fine.

Her and Steve decided to end the day at the fair, but it was to heavy rain to do anything outside. Instead they just enjoyed eachothers company: That was a disaster.

You're quite the unlucky one aren't you. He actually managed to seem like he thought it was adorable.

Nah, I got you. She wished he'd say cute things like that to her to.

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Pretty much all the sims in my game has lost their eyebrows now; they've even started new trends on their own. And there's no reason to worry about Bai, he's a bit inapropriat at times, but harmless. Neda blew off his botched flirt attempt pretty easily.

I know that the bonfire party isn't the right seasonal party, but I figured that I wanted to try a juicekeg party, since I have the sims- for- all- season roll. That way I get to try some different parties, and it doesn't get that boring. Besides, I just send them to the festival lot due to the rules when I do. I sent Neda and some of the other partygoers to the springfestival, but it rained so much so the pictures just ended up beeing aweful. But, that means the roll is still fullfilled.

Thanks for reading