Grim makes a house call and the family moves forward.
Sparkling life bars make me so anxious. I feel like I need to be with the sim in question up until it’s time to leave. When their face suddenly appears in their queue I tense up…and it ends up being “dance” in the end. I exhale and keep playing.
At the exact time Sonia was waving at the ceiling, Mamoru woke up from his bed and did likewise.
We added one more table to the crypt to display generation eight’s urns. I thought, hey, this will be the last one, but… Malik’s life bar is creeping up there. Kaori’s almost an elder, too. I don’t want to think about it.
That first evening following the deaths I left the kids to their own devices. Most of them went to bed early. I figured with our resident dollhouse smasher now gone we might as well try to fix it finally.
One of Mamoru’s promotion gifts was a new rocket ship. To distract herself from all the sadness, Aya decided to build it!
AN: I’m excited for the next chapter because it’s a little different from my usual drill. It was fun to set up, at least. 🙂 BUUUUT you’ll have to wait! 😉 cackles wildly