the unnamed asylum - day four, part three
Mel wakes up to a pile of Maggie. Maggie dust.
Yeah, exactly how I felt.
I know, I shouldn’t. But Maggie is my absolute favorite, I can’t let her go just yet. I can’t.
AAAAAW YES! My reaction exactly! I couldn’t play without Maggie.
Take that, Death!
Yes, you are very perceptive, Beric.
Maggie: Oh Beric, the things I’ve seen- ew, you smell like burnt meat.
Mel’s portrait is so violently red, no idea how she’s still standing.
The aftermath. They don’t even have money to replace the stove, which is a blessing in disguise.
Why did she choose to sleep on the couch when there are free beds, I’ll never understand.
And ops, I forgot you’re supposed to keep deleting the chairs when sims die. At least the beds I did delete.
Maggie: Cheer up?! Gurm, please, the things I’ve seen-
Yeah, that’s enough, Maggie.