Ok, I have to warn you all... this one is big. I got quite a few hours to sit down and play last night... but nothing much happened. So if it's a little boring, I apologize, but I grabbed the best screenshots out of the pile and decided to try and make something of it!
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Afternoon still counted as the morning, didn’t it? When Anna finally awoke, it was a little past mid-day. She grumbled slightly at sleeping in and woke herself up with a shower and some leftover pancakes. Her annoyance at being ditched had waned a bit, and she wondered if it was even worth the free minutes on her cell phone plan to call Alexy. Instead, she headed outside and checked her mail, finding a gift from a secret admirer tucked into her box.
That was a little odd, and confusing. The Fairy shrugged it off and decided to throw herself into writing another book. She’d written a sci-fi one already, so it was time for a trashy book. People seemed to enjoy those. Of course, sitting down to actually work on something means everyone will suddenly want to talk to you.
Anna: “Hello?”
Hyacinth: “Hello dearie. It’s Hyacinth. How’ve you been?”
Anna: “Oh! I haven’t seen you since the summer faire! I’m… okay I guess, you?”
Hyacinth: “I’m doing well, thank you dear. You don’t sound okay, you sound far from it. What’s on your mind?”
And that’s when Anna just unloaded on the poor woman who called. She explained how she moved to get away from the emotional pain of seeing her family die, about how she took a chance on love even though she wasn’t quite ready, and then was left standing there at the club like an idiot. They talked for hours, and just as the call ended and Anna sat down to work on her book, the phone went again.
Anna: (“This better not be my agent again…”) “Hello?”
Barry: “Hey! It’s Barry. Fancy going out on a date?”
Anna: “Um… alright. Where are we going?”
Barry: “I know you like your drinking and dancing, so I was thinking The Prosper Room.”
Anna: “Oooh! A classy place. I’ll get dressed up and meet you there!” *click*
Okay, she was excited. Not that surprising really. Anna put on her best dress and caught a limo (apparently she was enough of a celebrity that her Agent decided she needed a personal limo) straight to The Prosper Room. Just as she arrived, she felt her phone buzz. The Fairy knew what it was and let out a long sigh, checking the message and just shaking her head. Yep, Barry had cancelled.
“Why do I even bother?!” The poor phone was the recipient of the fairy’s anger as she threw it on the floor and cracked the screen. “Men! All useless!” She wasn’t paying attention to the people around her, so a voice ringing out very close by caught the woman off guard.
“Something wrong?”
Matthew Hamming? The biggest star in Bridgeport? Talking to
her?! It was less of a star-struck, weak at the knees moment and more of a “I just made myself look like a complete idiot” moment.
Anna: “Just been stood up for a date.
Again. For the second night in a row.”
Matthew: “Anyone who would stand up a beautiful woman like you doesn’t know what they’re missing.”
Anna: “They’re just lucky I can’t get my hands on them right now. Anyway, I’m Anna Watkins.”
Matthew: “I’ve heard of you. Making quite a name for yourself. Matthew Hamming. I’m not going to ask you on a date, but I hate seeing a gorgeous woman alone, so fancy grabbing a drink since you’re here anyway?”
Anna: “Yes… yes I would. Let’s go and get juiced.”
And that’s exactly what they did, after Anna collected her smashed phone from the floor. Drinking, talking and just enjoying each other’s company until the lounge closed and threw the pair of juiced adults out. They simply shook hands and went their separate ways. The date was a bust, but Anna had gained a very important friend that night.
A SimFest was being staged at the local park the next day. Anna got up, freshened up, grabbed breakfast and left the house straight away. She knew the performances back in Roaring Heights were pretty good, so she hoped the same would hold true in Bridgeport. Unfortunately, it was only a small crowd.
But at least her burgers were popular!
Once the SimFest was over, Anna went home, got changed and decided to go out to The Prosper Room again. She fancied doing a bit of work as a Mixologist tonight, and it was a good way to meet new people. Of course, as soon as she stepped into the lobby, her phone went off. Hey, at least it still worked!
Anna: “Hey.”
Agent: “Anna! It’s your agent!”
Anna: (“Oh gods… what now…”) “…aaaaand you have a job for me… at 11pm again…”
Agent: “I know you’re a night owl. At least I know you’ll answer if I call at this time! Anyway, The Prosper Room want some good publicity, so go order a few drinks and have your photo taken. They’ll be free, and you’ll be paid.”
Anna: “Sure. I can do that.”
Agent: “…you agreed to that too easily. What’s the catch?”
Anna: “I’m in the lobby of The Prosper Room
right now.”
Agent: “Well… that’d explain it! Have fun then!” *click*
Getting paid to get juiced? She could do that… quite happily.
Coming home, she found that her letterbox was absolutely stuffed with secret admirer letters, and a gift. Anna sighed and opened it.
Anna: “Let’s see…. A gift from Lenny? Sweet. Love letter from Alexy… suck up. I should burn that. And a love letter from Elvira? Wait… the female vampire?! That’s… odd… and flattering.”
The mail was placed on the table in her house. Anna figured she’d deal with it in the morning. Right now, she really needed to get herself to sleep. Good thing too, since the Fairy slept for quite a while, and she awoke to a text message from her agent. Thankfully she could just about read it on the cracked screen. Apparently he wanted her to go and cameo in a play. Anna sighed, grabbed a shower and went to do what he asked.
Getting paid for doing stuff like that was appealing though, and when she was on her way home, Anna got her phone repaired and picked up a present for herself… a new guitar.
Anna had always wanted to learn the guitar, but never really had the time. Now she had the time and the money, she figured… why not? Of course, her playing was interrupted by her phone going off.
Anna:” Hello?”
Agent: “Hey Anna! I’ve got some more work for you.”
Anna: “Does it involve drinking?”
Agent: “Not this time. The local school had a fundraising project for something to do with Llama’s, and they’re paying you to present an oversized cheque.”
Anna: “Wait… why don’t they save the money and put it with the rest from the fundraiser?”
Agent: “Publicity most likely. Anyway, you’re getting the money, so why worry? Just do it as soon as you can.”
Anna: “Alright, I’ll go over tomorrow.” *click*
For the rest of the evening, she just played the guitar in her garage, and then finally went to bed. The next morning, Anna did exactly what she promised. She presented the cheque, which was a
very well paid job and then locked herself in her room to get the book she’d been working on finished up. All in all, a fairly boring day.
The next day was a lot better. The book was finished quickly, and Anna received a call from Elvira. Apparently she was throwing a party and wanted the Fairy to go along.
That sounded like fun, so she agreed. Until then, she just watched TV.
Whatever Anna decided to watch was either horrifying, or really interesting!
It was soon time for the party though, so she put on her best dress and headed over to Elvira’s place. The Fairy was surprised that a celebrity lived in a high rise building, and she was surprised that pretty much no-one was there. It seemed she was one of the first guests. After a quick hello to the hosts, Anna decided to try her luck on the dart board.
Once a few more people turned up, she whipped out the guitar to provide some light entertainment. At least she was actually good at playing.
Unfortunately, the party didn’t really pick up, and everyone soon went home to bed, including Anna. The next day would be the start of the weekend, so she hoped something a little more fun might come along.
