Connor: Oh my god, do you need me to drive you to the hospital? Uh, the free clinic is all the way downtown, so do you have insurance or-
Hawthorne: WHY ARE YOU STILL HEEEEEEREEEEE
Look who showed up, trying to be cute.
Hawthorne: *sigh* If you want to dance, let’s come inside.
Connor: …where am I and why do I feel the need to boogie?
One down, so many to go.
But ultimately, he ain’t bitch-made, and one day of crying on the kitchen floor is enough. He works on a car to let off steam, preps some meals for the toddler days, and stocks up on ingredients, in case he won’t have the time to make them in the upcoming days. It’s been modus operandi for this entire gen to just deal.
Hawthorne is processing some things.
Thank you… I love Hawthorne best out of all the ringbearers so far and am determined for him to remain the only smart person in this horrible family. The agespan is a bit of a pain, the adult stage could use a trim, but otherwise I’m very satsified with it; with the default one, my sims turn into elders by the time i feel like getting down to business and settling them down.
Hawthorne: I really did spend days chasing after a guy who wasn’t into me and used potions to make myself more desireable to sleep with someone I wasn’t even that excited about just to show that I could, and then went ahead and fell in love with him anyway, huh. That’s a bit of a phyrric victory, now that I’ve had some sleep.
Hawthorne: All things considered, i think I have an issue. Ugh, I’m not seeing THAT guy again.
Being the only smart Neengiacy ringbearer so far, Hawthorne decides to take a break from dating until he has his shit figured out a bit better. He obviously doesn’t have as good a handle on his emotions as he thought, and anyway, dates aren’t as integral to his income as they used to be. Time to stop for a second and read a self-help book or something, while the screw-ups just leave a sour aftertaste instead of big consequences.
Haha sike let’s get this gen over with.
Hawthorne: FUCK!
Date rating: victory
Ilma Koskinen
Pleasure, 4/6/¼/5
Ilma only half-knows what’s going on most of the time, but she has heartfelt opinions about a few select things: Donald Duck comics (good), homemade sourdough bread (striving for perfection), future (step 1: feel an overwhelming sense of generalized dread, step 2: become a vampire so you can keep procrastinating on answering that one indefinitely).
Simfileshare
(And while this drama was rolling, Jessica dropped by with a gift, because she’s the best.)
Hawthorne: Oh, hi, Jess. *sigh* No, it’s going to shit. I’m in the kitchen in my swimtrunks right now while he’s sitting in the hot tub, because I just couldn’t take the awkwardness. I don’t know what the deal with the hot-and-cold thing.
Hawthorne: …well at this point, I kinda am over him, but it’s kind of an ambition thing, you know? Like, if he’s so put off why come over at all, right? I don’t know what his problem is-
Hawthorne: Did I check what?
Hawthorne: Oh! Huh.
All this because Connor kissed Vivian Cho on a comm lot sometime in the last twenty years of gameplay. It’s kinda cute how loyal he is! Anyway I made him forget she exists because I was pissed off and offended he made me waste potions meant for selling so that’s that!
Big Yard Dudes Inc. 