Gen 1.3: In The Name of Love!

I decided to go to the art museum to meet up with my friend, Clyde. It had been a while since I’d seen him and I was getting a little lonely. He was my first real friend on this planet, and we were not super close but I hoped that one day we would be. I also hoped that I could meet his wife someday, because she was probably really great.

“Clyde, I was finally able to afford to build some walls at my place. It’s not much, but it’s a start.” I said to him, cheerfully.

Of course, he was very happy for me. I loved having a confidant. It was so nice!

But there’s more. “I have something else to tell you Clyde. I met someone.”

“Who!?” He asked incredulously.
 “Oliver Bridges.” I sighed, dramatically, as I remembered his face the first time I saw him. He was so handsome, I immediately gave him a hug without even thinking about it. I just walked right up to him and hugged him. He didn’t even care! He just smiled.
Afterwards I invited him to my “place” and we got to talking. Things were going really well.

That’s when I decided to make my move.

“You do know how handsome you are, don’t you?” I said, staring him straight in the eye. It was the boldest thing I’ve ever done! It turns out he thought I was pretty good looking and nice to hang out with too, because when I asked if he wanted to be my boyfriend, he said yes!
 “Say cheese!” I ignored the fact that Oliver isn’t very photogenic in selfies. He gets this awkward squint-eye-not-quite-a-smile look going on, but I sort of love it. He’s my awkward nerd brain man.  I asked him to move in right then. I couldn’t wait any longer. It turns out he had quite a few simoleons, so we were able to start building quite a few walls a get a few necessities. We didn’t do any painting, or get any windows (still) but that’s okay. I’ve seen enough of the outdoors to last me for a generation. We’ll be able to afford paint and windows eventually! I’m sure of it.
In the meantime, I’m a mess from all of that building, so I really need to take a shower.

Look at me! Ew. I look plum tuckered out.

But of course, after my shower I decide to paint.

I was in the middle of my third painting when Oliver decided to lure me into bed. How could I resist that?
 Until next time. 😉