It's Blissful simmer ❤

It was a sunny morning with a gentle breeze in San Myshuno Park.

Phoebe was hesitant to take Mr. Colton up on his offer, but she was glad she did. A change of scenery was nice, given her life had become hospital rounds and the four walls of her bedroom since her and Jason went their separate ways. Not to mention her best friend Kristi was away at some grandeur performance of the arts school in France. 

Therefore, there was no one to talk her off of this cliff. So... she decided to take another risk.

Hello Mr. Colton. It’s great to see you, and looking and feeling better might I add. How are you? Phoebe asked.

“I am doing wonderful. So glad you could make it. We were just talking about you,” Mr. Colton replied.

“All good things I hope.” Phoebe retorted.

That Saturday morning...

Months had gone by since Phoebe had any fun. She always seemed to be tied up with work. Surprisingly, Mr. Steele  was first up on Phoebe’s patient rounds at Simlish Memorial Hospital. 

Truthfully, Phoebe longed to be anywhere but at work. She’d much rather be relaxing at her favorite coffee shop in Newcrest Heights listening to a blissful mix of smooth jazz 

Phoebe had a heart for music, not medical. That didn’t matter much. Phoebe’s dad spent much of his retirement and saving funds on ensuring Phoebe and her sister, Cassie received the best education possible from some of the top ivy-league private schools. Making her dad proud was the least she could do. .

“Hello, Ms. Denton, as always it’s a pleasure seeing you .How is everything?

“Good morning, Mr. Steele. Everything is well, thank you for asking.. Say Ah for me please,” Phoebe said.

Mr. Colton could sense something was off. Phoebe was not her usual joyful self. He began, “Ms. Denton, if I may? I may not be a doctor, but I am a father and I know when something is off...”

Phoebe laughed, “Um, well yes. As your treating physician, I can say without a doubt your fatherly instincts are working well.” Phoebe joked. 

Well, I may not be your first choice, but I am a great listener if you want someone to speak with. Mr. Steele said.

“I like what I do, but I can’t help but feel incomplete. I love music. It’s my passion, always has been.”

“Really?” Mr. Colton responded. “My son, the one who gets his charming looks from his old man, I am always telling you about has a love for music. He use to DJ. Maybe you both should meet. You may really enjoy one another’s company,” Mr. Colton said as he was showing Phoebe a picture of his son.

Phoebe recalled the night in the club with the handsome stranger.

Laughing nervously at the reminder of Mr. Colton’s son, Phoebe smiled and whispered, “Oh wow, what a small world.” He is handsome indeed. He seems like a real gentleman. Then again, I wouldn’t expect anything less from you Mr. Colton” Phoebe joked.

“Yes,” Mr. Steele chuckled. “Actually, we have some family and friends gathering this Saturday at noon in San Myshuno Park. If you don’t have any other plans for this weekend, We’d love to have you join us.” I’d love nothing more than for my son to meet such an  intelligent, ambitious, honorable, and beautiful girl such as yourself to get to know.”

“Umm,” Phoebe paused.  “It sounds inviting,” she stuttered considering the offer.” I will consider it. Any specific dress code required?” Phoebe asked.

“No, but we’d love to have you, should you consider it.

“Great, maybe I will see you all Saturday,” Phoebe stated as her patient timer buzzed, “Well, I’m off to continue my rounds, but looks like you have a minor head cold. Head on down to the pharmacy, Your prescription is waiting for you there.”

“Thank you Ms. Denton, take care. Also, please give thought to what I said. I know my son would enjoy meeting you.”

“Will do, Mr. Colton. Take it easy and get plenty of rest and drink lots of fluids.” Phoebe said.

Okay, random drop in... Yes, I know. I had to wait until I could get a computer that could handle running the Sims adequately. So, now I’m finally here and have not the slightest clue on how I want to continue my current household. 

Off screen, I’ve gotten so far ahead that I don’t know if I want to continue posting from the current point of the story it is currently at. Or, I may just go ahead and post without a story line and allow you all to make up your inferences and assumptions and then pick up my storyline again once I reach the current point. 

Blessed to be able to get early access and test out this beautiful & stunning upcoming release for @kotcatmeow​ This hair is so nicely done and it’s so versatile. It can be dressed up or made casual. Every single color looks great. I tried it on multiple sims and the results were the same... nothing short of amazing.

The song ended, and the stranger pulled back apologetically. 

“Look, I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me,” the guy said. “Where are my manners. My name is Jaxon, but everyone calls me Jax.”

Phoebe’s face almost instantly turned sour. But she reminded herself that not every guy is the same, even if their names are close. Swallowing her fear based judgement she introduced herself. “Hey, umm, it’s cool. Don’t worry about it we both got caught up in the moment, plus that song could capture just about anyone. My name is Phoebe, and everyone calls me Phoebe.” She laughed. “It’s nice to meet you Jaxon.”

Jaxon continued, “Oh that’s pretty cool, second time I’ve heard that name. My old man has a doctor by that name that he’s always ranting about how beautiful and intelligent she is.” Phoebe laughed, “Well if you don’t mind me asking, what’s his name?” 

Jaxon responded, “Cole... Steele.” Phoebe shocked by that revelation continued, “Oh wow! I think you’re dad is actually one of my patients. You must be the son with the amazing looks who takes after his father that he’s always ranting about,” Phoebe giggled.

Phoebe and her new interest danced and enjoyed one another.

While dancing the handsome guy pulled her close and began to speak to her over the music. “Hey, I am usually not this forward,” the stranger said. “I’m really enjoying your company, and I can’t help but feel like I would really like to kiss you now.”

Phoebe hesitated. There was no way. She had literally just met the man. However, she couldn’t deny how much she would like to reciprocate it.

The stranger walked up behind Phoebe as she was lost in her own world.

Stranger: “Hey, do you mind if I have this dance?”

A bit creepy, but the tall handsome stranger watched Phoebe as she danced off in the distance. Phoebe didn’t care though, she was there to have a good time. Though she noticed the guy watching her and flirted with the idea of his approach, she kept to herself. 

She wasn’t ready just yet to entertain anybody else. Jason had left a stain on her heart she wasn’t sure that she was ready to expose just yet. So meanwhile, Phoebe kept her distance and kept dancing and talking with other club-goers. 

Phoebe continued dancing without a care in the world. 

She commanded the attention of the club that night. Prettiest girl in sight by far. After a few drinks she felt as if she was the only one in the room. However, that didn’t mean much to Phoebe she was just enjoying herself. 

The DJ began to play Phoebe’s favorite songs.

She got lost in the beat and her body followed. Her movements commanded the floors attention. 

Thank you we made it safe. 

As Phoebe and Gabby arrived at the Lounge, Gabby stormed her way out of the car highly upset about the Sim-ber driver cat calling her.

Gabby: “Geez, this is exactly why I chose to leave Windenburg, the guys here are just ugh! So disgusting! Where do they get off talking to women like that!” 

Gabby didn’t stop there but continued her rant inside on the dance floor only to stop to take pictures.

Gabby: “I’m pretty sure I saw a wedding band too!” 

Phoebe: “Relax girl, forget that guy. He was a jerk! Let’s go take some pictures. We look too cute not to”

As soon as Phoebe was dressed, the phone rang.

She thought it was Jason, but to her surprise, it was her best friend, Gabriella. Phoebe had been texting Gabby since the whole incident with Jason, because Gabby was out of state for an apprenticeship. 

Phoebe: “Oh wow, perfect timing! Hey babe, what’s up?!”

Gabby: “Hey honey, nothing much and I hope it’s the same for you.”

Phoebe: “Uh-oh, why do you say that? The last time you said that we ended up in the back of a police car for breaking curfew,” Phoebe chuckled.

Gabby: “Ha, Ha, no worries, at least this time... I hope. There’s a new club a few blocks from you, I’m in town, and in the mood for going out. Plus I figured you could use some time getting out the house and worry free from work after the whole Jason wreck... I hate him. You know I never did like his as-”

Phoebe: “Gab! Gabby!” Phoebe laughed. “Yes of course I’ll go... be ready in an hour.”

Gabby: “Okay, be by to pick you up then sweetie.”

Phoebe: “Kay, bye.”

It had been 4 weeks... 

Phoebe tossed and turned at night thinking of Jason and the girl, but she congratulated herself for her strength to not answer Jason’s calls and text messages or to accept any of his attempts from floral arrangements at work to invitations to fine dining and prayed for the ability to keep it up.

Phoebe assured herself, if Jason made another attempt to contact her he would successfully have gained his approval for the ‘blocked-list’.

The world still seemed dim around her. Though Phoebe was ignoring Jason, she still felt empty. She kept wondering what was wrong with her. If only she had of followed her true passion for music instead of her dad’s dream of her becoming a practitioner, she maybe could’ve escaped the meteor sized hole she felt in her heart. 

Relentlessly, Phoebe gave herself a pep talk each time she began to feel sorry for herself. “Ah, get it together Phoebes...” she thought to herself. “This wasn’t your fault. You had no idea, you’re just trying to make dad proud. If Jason couldn’t except you’re career choice, he doesn’t deserve you,” she reasoned with herself. “I need to move on.”