And Hawthorne’s conga line of misfortune culimnates with him meeting Pauline Aspir, his one living relative aside from his father, but she wants nothing to do with him. be it because she doesn’t believe him or because she’s smart enough to know that Neengia’s are trouble, this is still the proverbial straw.

Hawthorne: Oh my goddd I don’t CARE! So you’re old now, big fucking whoop! Do you know what kind of week I’ve been having?

Pauline: Aw, there, there, I believe you now, this breakdown is JUST like your mother used to have. C’mere.

Hawthorne: *snnf* I’m- I’m just gonna go.

This is the second refurbished car Armand’s trying to buy… he couldn’t possibly need them, Armand, what are you trying to say…

Well, it’s not a ploy to talk to Hawthorne, because he’s still rebuking every attempt at conversation. Hey, dude, let’s just get it out in the open, why do you disdain Hawthorne so much?

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Hawthorne: LAZY?

Armand: Oh please. You flunked out of high school, you have no qualifications, no job, and you are a squatter. You could be in college right now if you pulled yourself up by your bootstraps. Like I did.

Hawthorne: Oh hey, man, what’s that? On your Wiki?

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Armand: Where did you- that is NOT true where did you find that.

Hawthorne: How about you get the hell out before I show you how far lazy gets you in dark magic?

Iiiiii just now realized the ghosts haven’t been popping up in a while, and looks like the tombstones are gone. Hopefully I just sent them to a cemetary and forgot to post about it, but if not – with routinely aging and killing off sims from old hoods I’ve made the legacy modular enough that, worst case scenario, I just remake starting with the current rotation, I guess.

Now let’s get these date rewards! I went with an NPC bartender first, just because. He’s actually pretty cute, it’s a shame it’s against the challenge to get more involved.

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Hawthorne: Okay, I know we just made out and got crushes, but I need to be CERTAIN that he likes me, as it is the only way to know he doesn’t hate me and think badly of me. That’s the one way to be sure.

There’s no time to waste, let me see those BOLTS!

Hawthorne’s really sweet on Armand DeBateau at first glance, but they guy is just a massive bore. Every attempt at conversation tanked. 

Jason Clevelend: And I am also here, also blonde and fit and rich, coinci-

Hawthorne: Nice ring. Scram. Sooooo as I was saying…

I am NOT breaking up a marriage this gen, you hear me? I am breaking the streak.

And so Hawthorne finally grows into an adult! There was no party, and the only witness was Poe, who was busy with the zoomies at the moment. Here’s a summary of Hawthorne’s young life in numbers:

– 6 skill points (with my harder skilling mod, mind you)

– 1 bronze badge

– 6 best friends, whom he’d sell to Satan for Poe, no exceptions

– 8 Magic skill points, 40% evil (for the aesthetic)

– 7 ghosts

– 1 unsaved death

– 0 high school diplomas.

Congratulaitons on somehow surviving my bullshit, Hawthorne! Things will get better from now on.