We Are Young

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“Ugh…I don’t feel so hot…” Clara sat in on a stool in Club Candy. There was too much going on at once for her and the loud music did not help her at all. Her head was pounding and she felt a bit nauseous, which definitely would not help at all with her schoolwork. Why the hell did Poppy suggest I come here! I should be studying more! …Well, I can’t now…I feel like I’m going to die…

She then slowly got up and made an attempt to walk towards the exit, only to trip and fall nearby the dance floor. Due to dizziness and her nauseousness increasing, she closed her eyes and passed out.

Sapphire was dancing up a storm in Club Candy like always, having a good time with her fellow peers and club-goers.  Just as the current song dwindled down to nothing to make way for the next, she decided she’d give herself a breather and grab something to drink.  She intended to amble on over to the bar on the other side of the building, taking idle steps in that direction as not to put her break to waste.

Casually passing by another Sim, she turned her head and noticed that she was headed toward the exit.  Being an advocate of Candy’s and her business, she was about to strike up conversation with the girl and ask her to party with her.  But as Sapphire spun back around to follow after the other, she observed the tumble Clara took to the ground, sucking in air as a rather loud gasp.

She briskly made her way over to the ill girl and immediately kneeled down beside her.  Examining her condition brought about one thing for certain: she was unconscious.  While not completely sure of what she was supposed to do, Sapphire knew that getting her out of the club’s conditions would be a good first step to figuring out the rest.  With that, the tiny powerhouse lifted the stranger into the air and backed out of the building, her frame pressing against the crash bar that was luckily fixed on the door, and escaped into the crisp outdoors.

Looking about the area, Sapphire tried to look for the best place to let the girl rest.  Upon seeing the town square, she once again quickened her pace, her pigtails bobbing up and down with each step she took.  Seconds later, she found herself facing a bench near the fountain and laid the body of the fainted girl down on it.

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phoneytravoney:

Travis wasn’t the best at being forward with what he wanted, especially around people who could make him a nervous mess. He was only lucky that he didn’t look as nervous as he felt.

“Haha, wow, your hands are so small… and soft.” He gave Sapphire’s hand a very light squeeze. “Yeah, haha, I guess I’m just in a hand-holding mood today.” The blond replied with a lopsided grin. “Wait, when am I not a sweetheart…?”

Sapphire literally had no idea that Travis was feeling off at all, focusing instead on the moment and the good vibes she felt with him.

“Thanks, dude.  It’s weird, ‘cause I don’t even do anything special to them to make them all soft.  I guess you could say it’s a gift!” A giggle escaped her lips at comment. “I guess you are,” she agreed as she flashed him a big ol’ grin right back. “But don’t worry, I like it.  Oh, and I dunno.  I bet you’re actually a sweetheart all the time will all da ladies~ I just haven’t really seen it with my own eyes much is all.” She punctuated her teasing by elbowing him in the ribs while giving him a flirty side-eye.

Travis caught on to her little look and he playfully joined. “Well, you’re not wrong. And who am I to leave you out of the loop~?” He waggled his eyebrows teasingly. “So, what would it take to make you a laughy Sapphy~?”

He continued somewhat swinging their arms. “But seriously, I think you’re a really cool gal, Saph. I find it so easy to be able to chill with you. And you’re super cute.”

Sapphire was a pretty giggly person to begin with, but there were a few things that really got her going. “We-e-e-ll, if you really wanna know more about me...” she paused, thinking about what to say next (not to mention to keep Travis in a bit of suspense). “...sleepovers make me super giddy, aaand when I’m around total hunks I laugh lots, aaand tickles--”

Her hands flew to her mouth to promptly shut it after that last word was uttered, realising she had made a big mistake to cluing him in.  Peeling them away, she attempted to play off the act and list another item as a distraction. “Or you could, like, tell me a joke, yeah!”

It wasn’t unheard of for Buddy to fall asleep on one of the benches near the fountain in Town Square. Especially if he’d had a busy day. But this time, he just so happened to fall asleep on the bench when he’d been sitting next to Sapphire, who had apparently stopped for a breather after leaving Candy’s club.

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“Well, see there wasn’t as much water comin’ out as there’s supposed to be, so yesterday Elsie came after hours to change the valvy-thing in the lion’s mouth,“ Buddy began explaining, “and we had to turn the water off so she could work on it, right? But then when she starts diggin’ around, we start hearing this weird noise coming from inside, so she has to open the whole thing up and get to the pipes to see what’s up.”

“Turns out,” he continued, “there’s this little frog stuck in the pipe! It was the craziest thing, pal, I dunno how he got in there without anyone noticing, but he did, and he’s the reason the fountain wasn’t running properly! He ended up okay though, we took him outside and put him back in the pond over there.”

“….But then the water came back on before Elsie had the chance to close the whole thing up again.”

He flung his arms out for emphasis. "BOOM! Water starts spewing everywhere! Floods the whole lobby! We spent most of the rest of the night cleaning it all up. Lemme tell ya, I didn’t even know this town had that many mops…! There wasn’t that much water damage done, thankfully. I think that’s part of her Essence Master abilities… Anyway, finally around 3 A.M., Elsie told me to just go to bed already and she’d finish putting the fountain back.“

He sighed. “And then this morning all the guests came down and started yelling about what that huge explosion was and why everything was all damp. They understood once I explained what happened and it’s not like I can blame them for being all upset. It was pretty scary and they were probably worried their stuff would get wet.”

“So yep, that’s what happened,” he concluded.

Sapphire kicked her legs as she listened to the bellhop’s tale.  Just because she was fidgeting didn’t mean she wasn’t paying attention, uttering responsive “ooh’s” and “ah’s” and “oh no!’s” and “a frog?! no way!’s” in all the right places.  There wasn’t much of anything she could do since the water damage had already been done and cleaned up, but she was happy to play along and lend an ear to the rundown boy as he babbled about what a disaster he had been through during the past eighteen-or-so hours.

“Omigosh, Buddy, that’s a lot to deal with!  You sure everything’s all better now?  Need anything else??”

“Oh, it’s fine pal, really!” Buddy assured her. “Stuff like that’s bound to happen every once in a while when you run a hotel. It comes with the territory.”

Attempting to shake off any appearances of despondency, he grinned at her. “I’ll be okay. Thanks for your concern…” He stood from the bench and then covered a yawn.

“My shift at the front desk is almost over anyway. I think I’ll just finish up a few last-minute things before going to get some sleep.”

“Oh.  Well, as long as you’re okay, then I’m okay!”

Sapphire got to her feet in turn, instinctively gravitation away from the boy with a step back. “Sounds cool to me.  You get some rest, dude.”

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I’m terrible for losing muse for a thread, and a lot of my threads don’t get finished. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to rp anymore, or that any relationship between our muses is for nothing.

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Nick: “o-okay..” 

Still red, he took her hand and got up  Nick: “This isn’t really where I usually hang out to be honest…” He took his phone out to check for damage and then browsed his messages to see if his friend texted back, nothing.

Sapphire looked him up and down, automatically able to tell from his getup that club life was not the norm for the man. “Heheh, I can tell.  What’s the lowdown, bro?  Like, how’d you wind up in a place like Club Candy this evening of all evenings?”

Nick: “Uhh, well, I was supposed to meet a friend here, but I think he might’ve changed his mind. Maybe I should just go home and go to bed, I don’t usually stay up this late anyway..again, sorry about what happened.”  He sighed and started to walk towards the exit

“Woah, woah, woah,” she repeated, stepping forward and grabbing his arm.  She spun him around to face her once again. “Wait a sec!  You can’t just tell me something like that and expect me to just let’cha go.  Let me help!” Pursing her lips, she glanced at the gaggle of Sims as she spoke to him once again. “What’s this guy look like?”

Nick: “well, uh, I haven’t really seen him in a while, he sent me this picture though.” He showed her his phone, there was a picture of a brunette man with pink highlights and blue eyes, sporting a colorful jacket and a geeky T-shirt. Nick: “He was a childhood friend of mine, back when I lived in Wisconsim, uh sorry, you probably don’t care.” He scratched the back of his head and smiled nervously “If you do see him though I’d appreciate it a ton, his name is Danny.”

She inspected the picture on Nick’s phone before squinting in the direction of the thrashing crowd. “Well, I hate to break it to you, but this isn’t going to be an easy task: there’s sooo many faces in here, besides the fact that it’s, like, pretty dark.” Her hand clapped him on the back. “But I’m gonna try to help you, ‘cause it seems like you’re gonna need it!  You wanna split up, or do you think you’ll get trampled again?”

Nick: “Well…I think I’d like to stick close to you. You look like you know a lot more about this place than I ever could..”  He reached for her hand, realized what he was about to do, and recoiled instantly. “Um…I’m Nick. What’s your name?”

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Sapphire instinctively took a step back at once the older went off on her short rant. “But if I don’t give you the scrub treatment your hair’s gonna be, like, all blue and sticky for the rest of the day!” She felt terrible that while in her jumpy state, she accidentally threw the half-drunk can of Sapphire Blu-Energy Burstz into the air while Annie was in the splash-zone.  Now, she was faced with an angry blonde who looked like she had a wild time at the salon, and it was all her fault.  All she wanted to do was fix her mistake with a kind gesture. “Plus, who knows what else could happen if that stuff stays in…?” she tried to mutter to herself.

Annie just continued to glare at her, but eventually gave in and let out a sigh. “Alright, you can wash my hair, but you better get ALL of it out or I’m going to shove those retarded glow sticks you carry down your throat, you got that?”

Travis wasn’t the best at being forward with what he wanted, especially around people who could make him a nervous mess. He was only lucky that he didn’t look as nervous as he felt.

“Haha, wow, your hands are so small… and soft.” He gave Sapphire’s hand a very light squeeze. “Yeah, haha, I guess I’m just in a hand-holding mood today.” The blond replied with a lopsided grin. “Wait, when am I not a sweetheart…?”

Sapphire literally had no idea that Travis was feeling off at all, focusing instead on the moment and the good vibes she felt with him.

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“I totally get it and know what’cha mean, yo.  It’s not the first time I’ve been told stuff: I hear both of those things a lot more than you’d think.  No need to say more, y’know?”

“I-I didn’t mean it in a ‘mean’ way,” Sienna tried to correct herself, albeit terribly.  “I like you much more than ya’ annoy me, honestly. It’s just that you’re only annoying, like, one percent of the time. Probably hypocritical since I almost act just like you, in a way.”