Is Ariwan's hair custom content or does it come with a Sims 3 pack?
Also, I love that sofa!
Ladyaya and Ombradellarosa are right about the hair
But the sofa, iirc, is CC though.
Late Night, yep.
This is a great start! The story is really well written, and I like the unique style.
I am trying to appreciate your good taste rather than be fiercely jealous that you're after Goodwin. He's mine, I tell you, mine! I mean...he's a really Goode choice. Ack! Again with the puns! I can't help myself. They're just too...there.
Thanks! I really do appreciate the feedback - it's definitely nerve-wracking posting my writing!
...And don't worry Goodwin's all yours lol! The little twerp kept refusing all of Ariwan's calls (she made at least three that I can remember) - so to the curb with him!
And sorry for the wait - haven't had the chance to write up the next part till now. Enjoy!
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—So, what happened? Hurry up, sit down and tell me!Sheesh, you’re an eager little beaver today aren’t you?
The reader bounces up and down with anticipation.Ha, wouldn’t it be just awful if I prolonged telling you? Torture your curiosity a bit? But I won’t. I’m not that cruel and I fear your patience is wearing thin. Now, prepare yourself, this is where I’m bound to get all girly, I may even squeal with delight!
So, my original plan was to grab the first potential that I found and to quickly put him to work on all the little mundane tasks I needed to complete, but the high and mighty Mr. Goode wouldn't take my calls and kept fobbing me off. To hell with him I said, he obviously didn't know who he was messing with! A girl like me ain't gonna put up with those sorts of mind games I tell ya and I was sure I could find some other lacky to do my bidding in time! But this was a sure sign that I was gaining attention down-below; I could tell those pesky fates had started to do what they're best at and had begun to meddle and complicate my life. I’m not used to them interfering but this one time, in hindsight, I forgave them.
After the wicked sales-woman told me to shoo and to stop pestering her about the sunstone I'd found I thought I may as well browse the store for some cheap knick-knacks to fill my not so homely shack. I found something to fill my soul instead.
My heart stuttered to life. It pounded so hard against my chest I feared it would burst though and make a live appearance, complete with a jaunty dance routine, right there in the store.
Could this be real? I was not expecting this, didn’t plan for it or desire it... but now that I had it I didn’t want to let the feeling out of my grasp.
I sucked in small shallow gasps of air in attempt to steady my heart. A curious sensation drifted up through my feet and legs; I was as light as the air around me. I glided over towards the cause of all these exciting and yet bizarre human responses.
I don’t remember what I said, it’s all a little hazy, I just know that in his presence the rest of the world faded away and became muted. I was in love.
—Well aren't you going to tell us his name? Ah, sweet Justin Kayes. Such a pretty name... Just-in time too! He’s such a sweety-pie and a bit of a goof ball too. But he’s my goof ball.
This time I didn't take any chances; there was no time to take things slow... Justin was going to be mine, and of course it helped that his feelings were mutual too.
You should have seen us; it was quite sickening and revolting... so loved up, finishing each other’s sentences and generally just mooning over and touching each other.
It was impossible, but I had found my soul mate.
I had previously dismissed the idea of twined souls as pure folly. Ridiculous humans trying to be a part of something greater than themselves; the insane desire to not be alone in this world, to be connected, always, to another being who would not only understand and love your most intimate inner workings but complete you in such a way that before you didn't even realise there was something missing...
Do you want a tissue?
The reader sniffs and stifles a small whimper and shakes her head.We managed to clear the store of customers at which point I did a crazy thing and got down on one knee to propose. It was now or never!
My stomach had turned to lead and doubt had crept into my head and made a cozy nest. What if he said no? In that moment I had visions of what I would have to do if he broke my heart.
Alas, kidnapping, torture and slavery were not on the books, he said YES!
We both agreed we didn’t want to wait a moment longer, and under the pale green light of the full moon we exchanged our vows and hearts. It was simple, just us, but it was all that I desired.
Soon, however, the bonds of our marriage would be tested. We were far from home, out at an unreasonable hour on the night of a full moon... We would need to work together to fend off shuffles of zombies and get home safely without turning into the Corpse Bride and Groom!
