The guests are pretty lively (and drunk…).
Schlagwort: sims
When Sandy arrives, she has somehow changed back to her everyday wear (is that normal? I think it’s normal, but I’m not quite sure). The pub is packed and… EXCUSE ME? Didn’t you guys break up?!
And then it’s time to dress up and head downtown to the Old Scotsman Pub.
Saturday afternoon duties…
MySims must be one heck of a game, that’s for sure.
(I remember that I rage quit this game after I failed to recapture the escaped cows- in my defence, I was twelve.)
Oblivious to all that drama downstairs, Sandy, up on the hill, enjoys her weekend off and treats herself to a new video game for the console she recently bought.
“Screw this.”
Christy is devastated.
“I think I better leave.”
“Oh Plumbbob no! Christy, no! I mean… I’m sorry, I just can’t afford… a kid, I- I-… this is… I’m sorry, Christy, I cannot do this.”
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