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1.22.1 Bailey still get's followed home by her BFF, Jacques Something-Hyphenated on a near daily basis.
While Bellevue explores his options and go over to the Whelan house, which has a pair of teen twins just his age. They seem to be a little closer to each other than he and his own sister. Possibly worryingly close. This is Natalie and Dusty Whelan, btw, children of
Des Whelan, founder of the Random Lesbians Club.
When Jacques is not inviting himself over, he phones. Constantly.
This image serves no purpose other than I think she's adorable.
On a community lot, a couple of strange sims (including an Avery look alike) decide to throw an impromptu party.
Avery: There's a birthday? Is it mine? Is it? It is!
Avery: Huh, somehow I thought this would have been more exciting. Take backs?
Bailey: Ah, it's you. In my house. Again.
Bailey: Girlfriend! Don't look now, my brother is totally checking you out.
Bellevue: I am right here. I can hear you.
Jacques: That's... interesting. But I'm here for you.
Bailey: Not to hurt your feelings or anything...
Bailey: But you're kind of like a gay little brother. And I already have one of those.
Bellevue: I am older than you!
Bailey: But we can totally be BFFs
Jacques: Okay!
Avery: *sigh* Everyone always wants to be a faghag.
Dude, Mr Maid, could you like, not do that in the kitchen?
Bailey is the pinacle of grace. Obviously.
Bailey: Maybe i I beg, I can get an extention on this homework.
Bellevue: I don't even know why we're doing this, it's our birthday soon and this crap won't matter anymore.
Bailey: Right? Goddamn autonomous interactions.
Oh hai Gilly! You've been remarkably absent this update. Been working on your painty skills, have you? That Avery's founder's portrait? It's... uh... a perfect likeness!
(at this point I decide, screw it, I am not painting heir portraits. I tend to demolish houses forgetting to take the art off the walls anyway)
Did someone say birthday time soon?
Kitchens, the best place to party and block everyone's way.
Bellevue grows up to be... surprisingly cute, actually. The eyes are still buglike and scary, though, so he gets a hug and a wave and a wonderful new life doing who cares what. Be seeing you, bro.
Which leaves Bailey as heir, but we wereall expecting that. Playing favourites, its how things get done in this neck of the woods. Anyhoo, she only has 4 traits, which I think should not be right. Its not, right? I forgot to allocate one at some point? Because I am lame like that? Oh well, can't be arsed with it now.
Bailey sets out on her first date... driving her father's squad car. Wow game, that's wonderfully legal of you.
Bailey apparently doesn't know anyone else in town. Or perhaps she's just as obsessed as he is.
Bailey: I know you're into dudes and all that, but you can touch my boobs if you like.
He likes. He very likes.
Of course he does.
Jacques: So you wanna grab a seat in the back and, you know?
Which is that point in our dates when a random lesbian tends to show up and try to interrupt the young love. Thank you for not dissapointing, Des! Also, awww, you've gotten old, my dear. Has your wife passed on Is that why you're trolling for girls?
Bailey: Oh yeah, who just got laid in the middle of a packed cinema?
They also got caught, but aparently the embarassment of getting a flashlight in the face while your pants are around your ankles is not sufficient to keep the excitement of losing the big V down.
And we're back home, being adorable with our tacky guitar. Who has time for boy trouble when there is an amazing musical career just waiting to blossom.