hi bestianas. it's the sims three.
we open up to the australian coastal city of roaring heights, where the art deco movement took hold decades ago and has never quite left. the sun shines upon sparkling beaches met halfway by the pacific ocean, and stylised skyscrapers decorate the horizon.
the scene opens up to light island beach, a remote walkup to the city's famous lighthouse. a place that has a reputation as roaring heights' $3 ripoff of fire island. still, many people, cruisers or not, make it their regular stomping grounds.
...people such as our legacy's founder. say hello.
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howie is meeting so many girls while he's here! ...are they all his coworkers? yes. is that an objectively bad idea? yes. but consider this... pfffbfbffppfpfnbbfppfbbbtttttt.
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HOWIE: If my boss don't like me then why did she promote me to her best boy? Hmmm? Checkmate liberals.
NOT howie getting shut down by miss lafontaine! </3 to be fair they were having a fantastic day. but i guess a fantastic day was all it was gonna be.
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HOWIE: so...d'you wanna date then?
ELIZABETH: oh...haha. no.
HOWIE: alright yeah, no wuckas but…can i ask why?
ELIZABETH: i think you're so fun, howie, and a really good root, but the idea of actually dating someone makes me drier than a christmas day on top of mount everest so. it's not just you.
HOWIE: (blinking back tears) yeah nah yeah
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workaholic - commitment issues - snob - perfectionist - dog person
the only son of former pop diva, sabrina lee, calvin has been disgracefully let go from his family at large and lives in self-exile in australia. to be honest though, it's been fuckin incredible. nobody knows who he is, and the anonymity has given him carte blanche to become anyone he wants to be. meet anyone he wants to meet. roaring heights is his oyster and oh buddy, he is here to shuck.
a hospital bed seem as good a place as any to have an important life changing talk, yeah?
transcript:
HOWIE: C--Calvin! Holy fuck, you're awake!
CALVIN: Where am I?
HOWIE: Avalon. You were seriously hurt. They found you at the docks…
CALVIN: Oh… (winces) Oh. Hunter…
HOWIE: That was Hunter? Fucker!
CALVIN: I can't remember…anything besides… (cough) Is there water?
HOWIE: I'll--I'll call a nurse, hold on.
CALVIN: …wait, Howie…how long have you been here?
HOWIE: Like just today or overall?
CALVIN: You've been here besides today?
HOWIE: Every day since the cops found you. Some of your other friends, too. But I was
here. (smirks) You're welcome, by the way.
CALVIN: …oh…fuck, Howie…you didn't have to.
HOWIE: But I did.
CALVIN: I've been so shit to you.
HOWIE: And it took you almost dying to figure that out. (sigh) Calvin. Save the
apologies. I forgive you. You being alive is enough.
CALVIN: Sorry…
HOWIE: Shut up. What did I just say?
[SFX: Hospital bed rustles]
CALVIN: Whoa.
HOWIE: You fucking idiot. You scared the fuck out of me when I thought I lost you.
And now we're having this conversation in a hospital bed after you get fucked up by
a psycho. You're such an asshole, Calvin. I love you.
CALVIN: What?
HOWIE: I said I love you. I'm scared of losing you. I don't want to feel that again.
You don't know…how scared I was you wouldn't make it…for weeks, Calvin. I was
fucking terrified. That's…when the pin dropped, I reckon.
CALVIN: …
HOWIE: Cal?
CALVIN: …yeah. Yeah, I love you too, Howie.
HOWIE: (mutters) Shut the hell up.
howie's probably gonna look back on this and be like wow “remember when we first kissed were smaaashed? lmao” and calvin's gonna be like “not we bc i am not french bitch”
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HOWIE: Yeah, a beautiful night out there.
CALVIN: Right.
HOWIE: …but…not…uh, not as beaut--not. not as, uh…as y--
CALVIN: Howard. Please. You're killing me. Please no words. And anyway, this isn't supposed to be all that! So why don't you just…let yourself feel it.
HOWIE: Oh--yeah nah I can do that…
HOWIE/CALVIN: …
CALVIN: how was that?
HOWIE: Mmm. One more time? Just to, uh, ah--confirm it was…good…?
CALVIN: (smirk) Aaaaalright.