#dstarsims

“That’s enough of that kind of talk” Trebor said “you can’t help who you fall in love with. We both knew the first time we got together that it was leading us to this point. We’re soulmates and all that jazz.”

“I thought you didn’t believe in that stuff.”

“I lied,” he grinned, seeing how Braylin’s eyes lit up. “I was afraid of admitting it. Running his fingers through Braylin’s somewhat greasy pink hair he continued “I really don’t know what I’d do without my hockey player.”

“I hope you never have to find out,” he said, all too aware of how close it was. They reached for each other’s hands simultaneously, their fingers intertwining.

A little gift for @dstarsims aka @mother-sparklepaws. Since she doesn’t have a computer at the moment she hasn’t been able to post any pics of her favorite babe Archer and his love Vince, so I offered to do it for her so she could update her stash.

Easton & Steele

o yea…i also put Malcolm and Lathan in a little modern-esc house that i built…these 2 are so cute…they are already like a little married couple…lol…i have such writers block that i have not been able to come up with a story for them but i still want to go in and see them…so here are some pics i got of them ^_^

“It wasn't my idea.”

Getting a roommate wasn’t Willow’s idea, but she needed a place to stay that was cheap. Well, as cheap as living in the city could be. So, she found a listing online and was checking it out. The place was small, clearly meant for only a single occupant to reside in- but the rent was manageable and she was used to having no space. “You’re Willow, right? Teagan, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Teagan outstretched her hand before taking a seat on the couch and motioning for the nervous girl to join her. 

“Oh, no thanks. I’m good standing,” Willow assured the bold woman in front of her. Teagan looked comfortable. No, it was more than that. She was rocking a confidence that was fairly new to Willow. Someone like that, she wasn’t sure, would make the best roommate. Maybe there’d be too many demands, too many questions. 

“Alright, suit yourself. Anyway, tell me about yourself. Why are you looking for a place to stay?” Teagan asked. 

“I need a warm place to stay at night and an address that I can get my checks mailed to,” Willow answered honestly. “There isn’t much more to it than that.”

“Where do you work? Can you afford the rent?” 

These were all basic questions Willow had answered a million times before. Nothing changed, except the look of disappointment on the faces of people who couldn’t get more than Willow’s usual mundane and vague answers. “I’m a grocery store clerk. Minimum wage, but it’s enough. I don’t eat that much and I keep to myself. Plus, I’ll do any of the chores you need me to.” “Well alright,” Teagan said, standing up and extending her hand towards Willow. “You can move in whenever.” “What?” Willow asked, pulling on her earlobes as if she hadn’t heard a thing. “No more questions?” “Nope, nothing. We’re good.” And yet, Willow wasn’t so convinced of those words. How could this girl be offering her a place to stay- a nice place to stay- for dirt cheap out of the kindness of her heart? There had to have been something more than that, right?