And then there’s the fact that he’s trapped in that sim-forsaken small town, in a house where everything is always breaking. Life looks bleak for Joe Carr…
Schlagwort: sims
At night, his mind often wanders to Christy and the whole ‘situation’. Was it really an accident or did she try to ‘trap’ him? Does she want money from him? Does he want to be a part of his kids’ life? Joe doesn’t sleep easy lately.
The next day is a bit tamer. Joe cleans up after his party guests and skills a bit. He really needs that promotion.
Joe’s bedroom got a little makeover (I really need to look whether these 4t2 posters have been fixed. Those shadows are driving me nuts.)
Joe, NO!
There’s soccer games in the backyard, beer, snacks, smooching, and of course, the game of the century. All in all a pretty successful sports party, I assume.
The guests arrive. Joe even sports a nice face paint to mark the occasion.
Later that day, Joe makes some sandwiches and invites a few friends (and fellow sports enthusiasts) over. It’s game night!
Joe Carr starts his weekend with a game of soccer, which leads to almost immediate fatigue and a nap at 11 am. Seriously, these hobby items drain so much energy, it’s not even funny.
Next morning, Brandon discovered a little bouquet right by the door. His little collection grows.
And with that, we leave him (yes, snore, boring round, I know. But he’s really determined to become a painter, so that’s what he does all day.)
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