Monty 1 Round 2
Oh, hello there. I suppose you read the news about my grandmother, right? It happened rather suddenly, actually. Although, to be technical, the paper is wrong. Reporters never get it right… heh. I guess I shouldn’t say that, when you consider that I just got a job in journalism myself, but the fact is, the Globe writers sometimes get it wrong.
I hear Tybalt is among their ranks now. Maybe he’ll bring some truth to their ranks.
What really happened? Well, if you must know, I missed most of it because I was at work, Downtown in the publishing offices for the hobby magazines. Yes, that’s right. I work for Freetime Publishing now… as a gofer. It’s not glamorous but it’s a start.
The fire broke out at night, in the kitchen. Moody, Grandfather’s old dog, was making a racket which alerted Gram and Romeo to the fire.
Gram went to try and fight it while Romeo called the fire department.
When it became clear that she couldn’t fight it, Romeo pulled her away and went back for Moody. Then the fire trucks arrived and … well, Romeo isn’t sure what really happened. He was rushed to a rescue vehicle to be looked at and he kept asking for Gram but no one seemed to know where she was.
Until they heard Moody howling around back. That’s when the fire fighters found her collapsed on the ground by the stairs. They said it was smoke inhalation.
Romeo was pretty upset. Gram was all we had left, he and I. And while I was off at college, they bonded a lot.
He was still pretty disoriented and sad when he applied for college. He said she would have wanted him to go to a good one, and he guessed Sim State U would be good.
I’m not doing much better myself, to tell the truth. For a while, I tried to drown it out by throwing myself into the Downtown party scene. Turns out, I could make a killing as a lounge singer. Who knew?!?
In the end, though, I wound up pouring my heart out to Angela Bear. She’s a chick I knew in college, by the way. We ran into each other at a club and started hanging out. She was there the night my ‘everything’s okay’ act came crashing down. I don’t know what I would have done with out Angela.
Mirrored from SIMulated Storytelling.