Frances J. Worthington III
A single sim living alone, my favourite, sarcastic yay!
Thankfully there’s plenty of walkbys in university, so I grab Mickey Dosser and the cheerleader off the street to keep him company.
Later that evening, Mickey called and invited him Downtown. That didn’t happen with the other two households I played, I’m guessing because this one’s not a dorm or a Greek house, so the game’s treating it like a regular residential lot.
But it’s not without its bugs. Case in point: absolutely NOBODY showed up on the outting, not even Mickey.
Waiter: DINNER FOR ONE?
Frances: ...yes.
Another change from the previous couple of households is that Frances rolls academic wants straight away, so I make him grab the few skill points he needs before he completes his assignment for a nice, quick aspiration boost.
Next up: term paper.
Streaker: Wanna see something cool!?
Frances: Absolutely not.
And once he befriends the professor, he never has to go to class again. Well, this semester, at least.
Which means I can send him out to the student union to socialise and, with the help of my build/buy enabler, pick up his orientation gift.
Monica: Hey there cutie, I’ve got a little orientation gift for you too-
Frances: Um, no thank you.
Monica: I insist.
Frances: I’d really rather you didn’t.
Frances: -500 I hate karaoke.
Then... why?
Frances: She can’t kiss me if I’m singing.
Unfortunately for Frances, he can’t sing forever and once again, he’s forced to reject Monica’s amorous advances.
Happily Jessie is here to protect him from further unwanted sexual harassment.
Frances: No, I’m not going to model shoes for you.
Tired?
Frances: Being desirable is exhausting.
Seriously, everyone’s after Frances tonight.
Coach: Down on the ground! I wanna see sweat dripping off your ripped pecs!
He doesn’t even get any peace at home! (Oh hai name popup, didn’t see you there.)
Frances: HELP THERE IS A NAKED LADY IN ME!
Frances: Somebody call a doctor! She broke my arm!
But despite everything, Frances makes the Dean’s list. Go Frances!
Frances: So. Handcuffs, Thoughts?
Blossom: I wouldn’t be opposed.
Once again, he immediately rolls a want to write his term paper, so I sent him back out to the student union. This was mostly because I was hoping other playable sims would socialise and skill in the background. Strategic gameplay for the win!
Frances: Done! Are you proud of me?
Very. Now go have fun.
And fun was had.
Jasmine: *poses*
Unsavoury Charlatan: *lurks*
Hmm, good luck with that, they’re all skint college students.
Back home, Frances decided he wanted to throw a party. And the Llama mascot decided he wanted to throw Roxie Sharpe down a set of stairs.
And then this happened.
Yeah, fighting and flu don’t make for the best of times.
But he doesn’t let it affect his schoolwork.
Frances: Got a couple of ideas for the next party.
But first, a nap!
I really didn’t feel like nursing him through flu, so I decided university students were entitled to free healthcare, and summoned an ambulance over to cure him.
That’s better.
Frances: And now I’m just gonna lie in bed all day.
If I’d known that was your plan, I wouldn’t have bothered with the ambulance.
OH GOD THAT’S DISGUSTING!
Frances: MY KITCHEN IS FULL OF DEAD ROACHES CRY CRY CRY!
I won’t lie, this is an entirely appropriate reaction.
So I don’t blame Frances at all when he hits the bar.
The Llama mascot decided he didn’t like Frances either.
Frances: Alcohol makes my problems go away!
Alcohol does not clean up stinky Chinese food cartons though. You gonna deal with that, Frances?
Frances: Haha! No.
Finally-
Oh. OK. You’re... you’re just gonna eat it instead.
Really finally, he gets the hint and starts throwing them away.
Frances: Yeah, it’s been a bit of a busy week, so I just wanted to let you know that even though I haven’t been to class, I’m all up to date with my schoolwork.
Professor: That’s all right then. I’m glad we had this purely academic chat.
Frances: That’s great! OK, bye now, I’m going to have a nap.
Professor: Bye! Enjoy your nap! And call me if you need any extra tutoring, wink wink nudge nudge!
WOW THAT’S INAPPROPRIATE THAT WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE A REGULAR GOODBYE WHAT THE FUCK!?
Frances: ...I need more alcohol.
Yeah, top me up while you’re at it.
Frances: And maybe a restraining order.
I would just like to note that it was all Frances’ hard work that got him on the Dean’s list again and nothing to do with Professor Pervert.
And I decided it was high time he threw another party.
Jessie: Woo, punch!
Monica: Can you keep it down? Some of us are trying to study.
Jessie: Some of us clearly forgot this was supposed to be a party.
It turned out to be a bit of a plague party because some of the guests must have caught flu during the last one, oops. Ambulances showed up all night to try and cure the guests, but they just kept reinfecting each other. And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why you should vaccinate your children!
And then the Llama gatecrashed and beat Frances up.
Booo.
Frances: Apologise first. Then murder.
Monica: Would you like me to kiss it better?
Frances: I am honestly too tired to resist any more.
Coach: Boo.
Monica: Aaand I’m going now. Sorry Frances, you’re on your own.
At least he gets his own, personal cheerleader to support him.
Cheerleader: And work those legs! You’re doing great! Keep it up! I believe in you!
Dormie: GRR.
Matthew: Not my problem.
Matthew: *God, Sarah’s such a bitch, how dare she get mad at me for kissing her friend ugh I wish I’d kicked that bin first*
Oops.
Frances: Ooooh, snow!
And then! Just as I was thinking nothing interesting was going to happen before the end of term, Jessie came strolling by. Frances greeted her and then they hopped straight into bed.
Frances and Jessie: True love!
Frances: Kiss kiss.
Jessie: Teehee!
Then they have one last smooch in the snow...
...Before Frances makes the Dean’s list again.
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