“Lilly, darling. I believe we both know I’m getting old and running out of time.”
“Daddy, don’t say that.”
“But I must, and therefore I have one last request.”
“What’s that?”
“Since Luther wants little to nothing to do with us or our family, I humbly ask of you to bear me a son.”
(a continuation of this)
“Hey, you feeling any better?”
“I will be happy if I never see another cat ever again in my life.”
“You say that every time. Uh, what’s with the cloth?”
“Oh, it was on my face, but once its work finished, I moved it up on my head so I could see. My mom used to do that all the time for me and my older brother when I was a kid.”
“Your brother gets like this too?”
“Heh, yeah. It’s from my dad, apparently, just like the inability to grow a beard. Don’t you have something than runs in your family like that?”
“Hm, I never really thought about that. I mean, from my mother’s side, most of us have double-jointed thumbs. Well, except Lillian, and she’s not too happy about that. Uh, we also share a fondness for imported chocolates.”
“Wow, you rich people sure are boring!”
“Well, what am I supposed to mention? Acne only showing up on our backs and never the face during those awkward teenage years?”
“Haha, really? Now that’s the weird inherited stuff I was looking for.”
“I didn’t know it was all too different from anyone else’s.”
“Well, y’know *yawn* unique genetic chemical thingies. High school *yawn* biology stuff.”
“Antihistamine finally kicking in?”
“’Mmmmyeah. Think so.”
“I’ll go put Francesca to bed, then. Good night, Beau.”
“G’night, babe.”
“What the hell? I’m even uglier than before! How is this even possible? What’s even the point in trying to look good at this point? I’m always gonna be ugly.”
Renee’s got this candle blowing down to a science!
Probs came from Mary-Sue and Kaylynn. They’re always spoiling the grandkiddies!
“Can you believe it, Renee? In less than a week you’ll be a teenager, just like your cousins Louis and Isabelle. I’m so excited for you! Becoming a woman is a big deal! Aren’t you excited, dear?”
“Heh, yeah I guess. You said my interests will change too, right? I want to understand all the things that’ll help me fit in.”
“I can’t wait to be a teenager! Renee, tell me all about it!”
Worthingtons sure know how to party.
Charlotte I see u gettin thirsty for Beau. Honey, you’re both married to different people and he’s queer as a 3 dollar bill.
Looks like Francesca’s well on her way to grow up to be a food critic someday!
Y’know, this does NOT look comfortable for either party.
At. All.
“Ugh, I am never going to your sister’s house again!”
“I’m sorry I brushed you off like you were just making excuses. You really did look like you were about to die.”
“Nah, it’s okay. Sorry I’m a big baby.”
“Beau, you’re not a big baby. Now how about I draw you a bath and get you some clean clothes?”
“Thanks, babe. Y’know, Mason was a pretty cute baby. Your family’s got some great genes.”
“Yes, he was. Now let’s get you out of yours.”
The Sims of San Myshuno 