#bashir abara

Here's a sneak preview of the Community Center!

It doesn't cost Sims anything to get in, and they could easily go an entire outing without paying a thing, but between vending machine sales and simoleons received from giving her speech at the beginning of the day, Daniela did end up making back about 90 or so simoleons.

I won't be showing the entire build just yet as I want to wait for more donations to add some finishing touches - and maybe even a full extension for a little wedding chapel.

Dinner was delicious, made with fresh produce from the Lowell Farm. The conversation also flowed nicely, and Kurt blended right in.

Kamsi really could get used to this...

As embarrassing as it was, Adimma wasn't too far off about the engagement thing.

Kurt felt right at home with the Abara family, immediately jumping into the madness.

He introduced himself to Kamsi's parents and chatted with them a bit, then went to play video games with Obieze. It was always good to bond with the little brother.

"He seems like a great guy," Ella said softly, touching her daughter's arm. "I'm really happy for you."

Bash did eventually finish his novel and made a couple thousand simoleons in royalties.

"Hello? Yes, I'd like to request a copy of my book to be delivered," he told his publisher on the phone. "Yes, that one... the sci-fi romance."

Bashir was home alone for a few hours, and while he did tell his wife he would finish his novel, he honestly had zero motivation to do anything.

His aspiration meter was in the red, and all of his wants were really highlighting his secondary Romance Sim aspiration. All he wanted to do was cheat of his wife... with multiple Sims.

Should he go for it? Would it get him out of his rotations-long funk?

Kamsi was working the early morning shift at the café, so it was just Obieze and his parents during breakfast on that Saturday morning.

"What are your plans for today?" Bashir asked his son.

"I was thinking of maybe going to the café with you, mom," Obieze replied, looking over toward Ella.

"Yeah, sure!" she said happily, glad that another one of her children was interested in the business. "I don't plan to stay open all day... We'll probably just do the lunch rush, and then enjoy our afternoon off."

"Sounds good to me!" Obieze said. "I just wanna meet more teen Sims."

"What about you, hon?" Ella asked her husband. "Wanna come along?" It'd been a while since he joined her at her café.

For Bashir and Ella, things were pretty quiet. He worked on his novel, and she spent the evening vegging out on the couch with a good book.

In fact, it was one of her husband's spicier romance novels, one she'd never actually read before.

Bash returned to his writing, glad he didn't have to give the woohoo talk to his son just yet, but aware that it'd be coming pretty soon.

Meanwhile, one of his daughters was planning to go on a date, and she didn't even try to be discrete on the phone...

"Who was that?" he asked nosily.

"Oh, just a friend I met at the Boarding House party yesterday," Kamsi shrugged. "We're going out tonight. Don't wait up for me, I might be late."