A New Addition
Well, this isn't a new addition, I hear you cry. This is Sam playing guitar in the park. But apparently he has an announcement for his fans.
Sam: I do.
Go on then.
Sam: I've just got $14 in tips.
Yes, but what's the announcement.
Sam: Didn't you listen? I've just got $14 in tips from Simis Bachelor.
Oh. That's... lovely, dear. I'm sure the readers are amazed by your guitar prowess.
Sam: I'm probably the best guitarist ever. I should get an award.
I'll just go and
see if anyone's up to something actually interesting ask the mayor if you can have one.
Nobody is up to anything interesting. Naomi is at work, trying to reach her LTW of International Super Spy. Abbie and Claire are both at school.
Sam: Oh, hi Georgia.
Georgia: Hey Sam, you're looking well.
Sam: So are you. Grey hair really suits you. And so does that extra weight.
Georgia: HOW DARE YOU!
Sam: Help! Help! Brother abuse! I didn't even do anything!
Never say a woman looks old or fat.
Sam: I didn't, I was complimenting!
Women are funny creatures, Sam. Never say anything that even hints at the words old or fat. In fact, just don't mention age or weight at all.
Sam: What if they ask your opinion?
Especially then.
Luckily Georgia calms down, because that stick looked dangerous. I'm sure a zimmer frame would be a less lethal alternative to hand out to elders.
Having just seen Sam's ability at dealing with women, you may wonder how him and Naomi are still together. Well, they are, and they're very much in love.
Sam: I love you.
Naomi: I love you too.
Naomi: This is the last time I let Abbie cook.
She's a natural cook. It can't be her food doing that to you!
Naomi: Hmmmpf. Well I only started feeling ill since I ate that falafel this afternoon. I didn't learn the logic skill for nothing.
No, you learnt it for your career.
Meanwhile, Abbie's YA birthday has crept up on us.
Abbie: I wish that my sister was less annoying.
You may want to try something achievable. How about a new haircut?
Abbie: Alright.
*sparkles*
Abbie: But maybe not this new haircut.
I thought you were your mum for a second there.
Abbie: Exactly why I don't want this new haircut.
Abbie: That's much better. It's young, it's cute, it won't get in the food when I'm cooking.
Erm, Naomi, where are you off to? It's your daughter's Young Adult birthday party, you should probably be at the house.
Naomi: I prefer not to give birth in a party, so I'm off up the hospital. Sam fainted, but if he wakes up tell him where I've gone.
GIVE BIRTH? PREGNANT?
Naomi: Yes, that's a fairly good impression of him actually. If you get chance, you may want to explain the birds and the bees. Oh, and save me some cake.
Meet Lola CrumpleSteel. She's a genius and perceptive. Sam now lives with four opinionated and feisty ladies, and I really don't know how he's going to cope.
The whole family is enamoured by Lola. If there was a spoilt trait, she'd have that too.
Abbie: Nooboo! Who's an adoable little nooboo?
You know, bringing her to graduation is only going to look like she's yours. It's only going to get you gossiped about.
Abbie: But she's so cute!
The family-oriented trait should probably be renamed "Nooboo Lover". I think it's more apt.
Abbie graduates holding Lola the whole time, and gets Valedictorian and Most Likely To Have A Big Family. The way she's heading, she may be the first sim I've never had to come close to following their graduation award.
Now that's more what a newly-graduated girl should be doing.
Abbie: Go away. Busy.
And Naomi gets back into shape.
Naomi: I've had three children. You can't expect to just ping back into shape. And the criminals won't run slower for me now I'm older!
As we close this update Sam is at his 90th day. I really hope we don't have a death in the next update. Until next time!
