Strawberry appears to be superhuman in other ways.
Erin just spends too much time on her computer! She needs to get out there and live a little. I’m sure all she needs to change her ways is a good heart-to-heart with her mum.
When I heard her at the keyboard again, I headed into her room to tell her how it is. In the gentlest way possible, of course.
But who did I see on her computer screen? I picture of my old coworker, William Pierce!
“What are you doing looking at HIM?” I asked.
I didn’t feel left out or anything. Not at all. I’m much too mature for that kind of thing.
I might’ve poked around to see if she had any more files on Mr. Pierce, but that’s just between you and me. It didn’t matter anyway because all her stuff is encrypted. She’s a strange kid.
Singularity’s been extra cuddly recently. It’s so sweet to watch. She’s also been a bit, ah, extra-fluffy.
Then in the middle of the night, I woke up to the sound of yowling.
Now I know why she was acting so motherly.
Then Erin realized she’d forgotten to do her homework and stayed up the rest of the night doing that.
Now the house is filled with kitten, just like when Peanut was young! It’s hard not to trip over bundles of fluff, but it’s worth it.
When she did get home, she spent a lot of time standing in the corner of the foyer, looking at a family picture and making sighing sounds.
Turns out there was a fire at Branden’s new house!
You’d think the pouring rain might help put out these outdoor fires, but you’d be wrong.
The fire didn’t take much work, so I took a minute to size up Branden’s roommate.
Not bad. If he’s into boys, he can pick that one.
Not that I’m into boys. At all. Of course.
Actually, I think that dork is the one who set the fire, but at least he’s pretty to look at.
Branden was very grateful that he had a mom who could keep his house from burning down.
But Strawberry was the most grateful of all.
Strawberry is one heck of a kitty.
The next day was more of the same.
Just a major house fire that nearly killed a local family.
Nothing terribly interesting.
At least these folks could really make their garage look pretty.
It was truly elegant to look at in the light of the fire that was burning it all up.
While I was gone, I missed Peanut’s birthday. Sigh.
Sometimes all you can do is drown your sorrows in a bubble bath.
And sing to your rubber ducky. Rubber duckies like that.
Passing Out: 17 + 1 = 18
Whoa! And now we have FIVE heirs to the cat legacy. Woo, it’s a lot of cats in the house again.
At this point, I’m mostly letting everyone run on autonomy except making sure that Allison keeps in shipshape for her job. She’s creeping along, saving 2 sims here, 2 sims there. She’s doesn’t HAVE to reach her LTW for this challenge, but I’m not willing to give it up. Augh.