What about it? *blinks* Oh guests!
The first guests arrive. What luck, the two ladies I have in mind for Franklin. I’m just not sure which lady it will be.
Christian: *stares* Isn’t that the firefighter that showed up back when Precious tried to fix the dishwasher?
Yes, and I’m not sure how old she is. She may be out of the running. The other one I know is a young adult.
Christian: He seems rather taken with the younger one.
Not really, he just enjoys scaring people. I wonder if he will grow out of that. You know, like teens that give noogies will eventually grow out of that when they transition to young adults.
Christian: Don’t hold your breath, this is TS3 not TS2.
*sighs* Good point…
Look its Jenn! *waves and sighs* She can’t hear me any more.
Christian: She looks good… very good.
Having second thoughts of divorcing her?
Interesting. Hold on to that thought. So the party is going and people are still showing up about 30 minutes after it started. Oddly only one brought food. *shrugs* Not a big deal, Christian has been wanting a buffet table so I finally get them one. Problem solved. Yay Carmen is here, time to blow out the candles!
Christian: Hmmm… I’ve been looking forward to this time yet now that its here…
*hugs Christian* I’ll miss our talks, too.
Christian: Okay, enough of that. Lets get his over with.
Christian: Wait! Who is Jenn dancing with?
*peeks* Oh that’s Bob Newbie. I moved them in together so she can inherit his house when he dies. He’s a bachelor with no children to take over his home.
Christian: I see…
*tries to hide her smile*
Now its time and the crowd gathers… well most of them do, his girlfriend and his uncle don’t seem to think his transition warrants their stopping what they’re doing in order to cheer him on. Ah what to wish for… hmm…
Heh someone looks pretty excited about his transition though.
Christian: Stop stalling, Roo.
Right then, sparkles flare, he weebles, he woobles, he spins and… *blinks* damn…
Brave… really? I’m not exactly complaining here its just that you’re already evil and mean spirited, add brave to that mixture and we’re looking at a dangerous little sim.
Franklin: *cackles* Not so little anymore, Roo. They’ll rue the day… rue it I say!
*sighs* And it begins…
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