Four: Searching For LoveDear diary,
Katya Mooney called to come visit today. I said yes, and eagerly anticipated her arrival. Ryleigh’s kisses crossed my mind, but she hadn’t called to visit again, and we hadn’t discussed becoming exclusive yet. I decided that if Ryleigh hadn’t asked me to be her girlfriend, I was allowed to pursue other avenues, if they happened to appear.
“Thanks again for letting me come over darling. You would not believe the day I’ve had.”
“Tell me all about it!”
“It all started with my ex waking me up this morning by trying to burn down my hedges! ‘I built these for you, out of love! You scorned me, and now you’ll pay!’”
“Wow!”
“Yeah, I was like ‘Darling, we were together for three days last month, it was nothing serious, what’s got you so hot and bothered now?’ and he came back all ‘I’m still heartbroken!’ I mean, the guy’s a romantic, but come on.”
“What came next, did you get the fire out?”
“Yeah, that wasn’t very hard, I keep the foliage watered. But then, my fridge broke, and the pipes in my toilet burst!”
“I’m sorry, Katya. That’s a lot to handle, and it’s not even 3pm yet!” I grabbed her shoulders, and gently started working out the knots of tension.
“Thank you darling, that feels great.” She stood up, and gave a big yawn. “Aw gosh, I’m all tuckered out with the sun still up. I’ve got to head home, darling. Thanks again for listening to my ravings.”
I walked her out to the sidewalk. And following my gut, I kissed her.
As I pulled away to let her leave, Katya fanned herself. “Woo, I wasn’t expecting that, for sure. That was a great kiss, darling. I’ll call you later.”
Later, while I was gardening, and collecting, Roxanne Endren came to visit. I asked her if she was still single, and she had a very grumpy face when she told me that, yes, she was.
She is Nathan’s roommate, but I don’t think she’s mad about us breaking up, that was ages ago. Or maybe she just needs to have a little fun.
“I love your hair,” I told her while we were dancing.
“Thanks!” she replied.
“You know, I’ve thought you were the prettiest sim on the block since I moved in across the street last month.”
“I think you’re quite lovely yourself.”
We kept flirting for a while, and then:
“May I kiss you, Roxanne?” I asked.
“Yes, you may, but I’m not looking for anything serious!” she replied.
In fact, she left quite soon after that first kiss.
The next day, I invited Ryleigh over to talk. I wanted to know if she still felt romantically about me. I know that before all this romance got out of hand, I should narrow my choices, but, I was so unsure, and there were still so many people to meet. I didn’t want to settle down and regret it!
“I really liked the other night, Ryleigh.”
“I did, too. I, just don’t want to rush into things with anyone. My insanity and kleptomania is a lot to handle, and I don’t want to enter a relationship if you can’t handle that.”
“Okay, that’s fine. We’ll take things slow, and I’ll definitely keep your wishes in mind.”
“Thank you, Rowan.” Ryleigh reached behind her, and pulled a rose out of thin air! “I want you to have this.”
“Wow! A rose!” I replied.
She kissed me in response. “I have to go now, but thank you for taking the time to talk with me.”
The next day, the watcher woke me up.
There's someone I'd like you to meet.She gave me an address, and shooed me out the door.
I knocked on the door. “Come on in!” A voice said, distantly.
I walked inside. A young man sat on a small couch in the living area. I sat next to him, and introduced myself. “I’m Rowan Thyste, I live in Oasis Springs.”
“Hey! I’m Max Lawrence. I live, well, here. How did you get here?”
“My watcher—” I started.
“Hooold up! You’ve got a watcher?” Max asked warily.
“Umm, yeah. She came and asked if I wanted to start a legacy—”
“What kind?” he interrupted again. “I’m sorry, I just don’t want to get roped into being a shotgun spouse or anything like that!”
“Oh, no, nothing like that. It’s a ten-gen dynasty. Big house, successful, long lineage. I’ve been promised a love match, and I’m out to find one. I promise I won’t be the one to rope you into anything, if it even goes that far. I just met you!”
“If this was a rival dynasty, we’d be engaged, like, right now.” Max said.
“Oh, dear, no. I’ve been on my land for nearly a month now, and I’m still not quite sure I’ve found anyone to settle down with.” I said.
“Oh.” Max breathed a sigh of relief. “Where were we? You were telling me how your watcher was responsible for this?”
“Oh, she said she wanted me to meet someone. Gave me your address, and here I am!”
“Oh, interesting. What do you do for a living, besides legacy stuff?” Max asked.
“I write, and I garden. It’s quite lucrative, with patience, and a little spare time for weeding.”
“Fascinating.”
“What do you do for work, Max?” I asked.
We chatted for quite a while, until Max stood, to give me a hug.
“I’m glad your watcher asked you to get to know me. I think you’re a pretty interesting woman.”
“We should definitely get to know each other better,” I said, as we posed for a picture together.
“Then why don’t you hang out for a while?” he asked. “I’m not doing much today.”
We spent almost the entire day together. I only learned that he was a goofball, but I felt we were meant to be best friends.
“I know you don’t want to be ‘roped into’ a dynasty, but would you be able to see me in a romantic manner, anyway? I think you’re handsome and friendly, and that a closer friendship might be worth pursuing.”
“No promises! But I’ll give us a shot, Rowan.”
