They did it. They really did it. Andrea still has a hard time believing it. The tax increase has led to vendors and business owners across Middleground to shut down their businesses and sell the land back to the state (or the highest selling bidder). And then, even she sold. The “Red Diner” was actually the smallest business in Middleground, and as the new tax taxes the land the business stands on and not the size of the business itself, but it just wasn’t feasible for her to keep it running. She now works at the nearby country club as a waitress. It’s nothing exciting, but it pays the bills.

Thankfully, he has found a (measly paying) job as a bar tender in a bar in SimCity, but the working hours and the commute to and from the City mean that he has little time left during the day.

He invites his current flame, Andrea Hogan, over for some afternoon fun.

“I heard it on the radio half an hour ago.”

“And you didn’t call me?!”

“Calm down, Sandy. We don’t know if this will impact us yet.”

“Of course it will! There are already talks about taxing the suburbs of SimCity, too! … Andrea, you’re smart. Tell me, what do you think I should do?”

Andrea sighed. “Wait. Wait until they announce more, and if they decide to impose it on the suburbs, too, sell. And look for a job. Any type of job. You’re gonna need it.”

The other end of the line went quiet for a moment and Andrea thought that Sandy had lost the connection when she heard a faint sob. 

“Good night, Sandy. Try to get some sleep. I’ll drop by tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay. Good night, hun.”

“Okay, guys! It’s closing time! Buzz off! I’m going home and I’ll lock you in if you don’t leave right now!”

“Oh for plumbbob’s sake! You’ve got to be kidding me!”

“Andrea?! Have you watched the news? They have to be joking, right?!”