Yeehaw Lookbook Challenge by @leavemetoplaythesims

Thank you @katsujiilove and @wannabecatwriter for tagging me. You get two pics. Save a horse, ride a cowboy and all that.

Rules: The rules are there are no rules, just make a lil lookbook with the sim of your choosing, but i do expect a lot of hats and boots ;). you can choose to go historic or more modern, it’s all up to you baby! and don’t forget to have fun!! that’s what’s the most important. literally just do whatever you want as long as you somehow stick to the theme yeehaw aka wild western/country and i’ll be very happy.

“Shit Romi, if I knew you had a boyfriend, I wouldn’t have come on so strong.” Parker said, remorsefully.

She walked over to him and helped him straighten up. “No, it’s not your fault. Our relationship is complicated.”

“But you care for him, and he obviously cares for you.”

“…Yeah.”

“Honestly though, you have me a bit worried, Romi. That guy’s got some temper.” Parker’s tone took on a serious note. “Be honest with me, has he ever taken that temper out on you?”

“If he did, he wouldn’t be alive to do it a second time.”

“That’s my girl.” He rubbed her cheek then stretched. “If you care about him that much, you should go find him and explain things.”

She picked up the forgotten groceries. “Thanks Parker, I’ll see you around.”

After searching for him most of the night and finding nothing, Romi finally decided to head back home. When she approached the front of her building however, Azariah was leaning against the wall. This was becoming a familiar sight. He pushed himself off the wall as she got closer. “Look, before you say anything, I’m sorry. You’re right. We’re not together and I can’t tell you who you can and can’t interact with. I guess a small part of me hoped that you’d…”

“That I’d what? Remain faithful? Untouched? Sorry to burst whatever virginal pre-conception you have of me, but I have fucked other people since leaving Russia.”

He hissed and tensed. His eyes flashed red and he balled his hand into a fist. After a few moments, he slowly relaxed. “I expected as much, but it still fucking sucks to hear.”

“Come on, Azariah. Look me in the eyes and tell me that after all these years, you’ve never had another warm body in your bed.”

“…I can’t.”

“Then should I expect, that if one of the women who shared your bed, begs you to come back, you’d go with her?”

“Of course not!”

“Never too much for me, but I had to take care of some business here.” He stared at her, openly checking her out. “It’s been too long.”

“Has it?”

“Aw, don’t be cold baby. You know I’ve always been thinking of you.”

“Is that why you never call me?”

“Ouch, baby.”

She shrugged slowly. “Guess you’ve been enjoying your beach bunnies.”

“Maybe you should come back to my beach house with me.” Parker smirked, stepping closer. “I would love for you to be my beach bunny.”

“Yeah, no. Beaches and me aren’t good together. I like my city.”

“Well we could have fun in the city while I’m here. The flight was so long, my whole body is stiff. I wouldn’t mind a massage.”

“If you wanted a massage, there are plenty of parlors in the city.”

He slipped a hand around her waist. “Yes, but from you, I’m hoping to get more than just a massage.”

Romi watched people mill about their evening as she stood outside the store. Some just going for a stroll, some shopping like her and others dressed up ready for a night on the town. She watched three girls in short, sparkly dresses hail a cab as she waited for Azariah, who insisted on paying. It reminded her of when she first came to the city and had been dazzled by the sights and sounds. She briefly wondered if Azariah had seen any of the tourist spots or if he had just been thinking of the mission to find her. She’d ask if he wanted to tour the city with her later.

“I’d recognize that banging body anywhere… Romi, babe, you’re a sight for old eyes.”

She turned to see a man with long, blond hair striding over to her.  “Well, if it isn’t Parker Slater. I thought you left the city for good. Had too much fun in the sun?”

Azariah sat up slowly when Romi entered the room. He had crashed on her couch a little after their talk, not used to being up in the day time like she was. He looked up as she placed a bottle of scarlet liquid in front of him. He’d recognise the beautiful allure of blood anywhere, especially now that his beast was more prevalent. Until she put the bottle down, he didn’t even realize how thirsty he was. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

“What time is it?”

He didn’t miss the subtle sway of her hips as she shifted her weight. “It’s a little after eight and the sun has set. If you’re going to be bumming around I need to go shopping. Did you want to come?”

Contact. We want contact. She is ours. She eases us. Touch her. Grab her. Hold her. We want her.

After what I’ve done to her and what she’s been through, I don’t have any right to.

We need her.

But she doesn’t need me.

“Yes.” He pulled his eyes away and took a long swig from the bottle. “Is it alright if I stop by my hotel to pick up more clothes?”

“Yeah we can stop there. I’m gonna change outta these paint stained clothes, but we’ll get going after.”