#whenwemet

He found me...again. How could I not forgive his wrong doings.

Threw out the rave we were dancing laughing and drinking. He even started to hold my hand. Which made me more attracted to him, maybe even a little possessive. Or was he possessive of me?? Whatever the case we were inseparable by the end of the night. We even took a picture together. It was something I would never forget

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When We Met EP 6 is now LIVE hope you all enjoy it

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Payton tells Troy something that's so been so scared to tell him but how will he handle it all

Hey peaches! When We Met EP 4 is now LIVE on my YouTube channel!

I wanted to share with you all my first photo editing of one of my sims Troy Bradly (When We Met)

I love how this came out so much!! 😍

There was a particular coffee shop she loved to go to. A little hidden gem she had found when she had managed to sneak off from her bodyguard. She hated having eyes on her. It had been renovated from an old church and has been turned into a coffee shop come library. The smell of fresh coffee filled her nose as she stepped through the door. All Nicola wanted was to feel like she had some sort of normal life but being Nikolai Marchette’s only daughter made things more difficult than she could have ever imagined her life to be.

“The usual?”

She nodded her head to the barista behind the counter. She went and sat at her usual table just behind a pillar, next to a window. She loved to sit there because she felt like she could hide from the rest of the shop and just be in the moment. She was lucky that she had friends that helped her escape her bodyguard. The barista brought over her drink. He stood there longer than he should have which made her slightly concerned. He leaned down to whisper something to her, “That guy over there’s been staring at you since you walked in.” He pointed subtly in the direction of where the guy was sitting. She simply nodded and gave a slight smile as if to say thank you.

She sipped on her coffee and took out her laptop to do some work. Ever so often she would look up to catch the stranger looking at her. He was obviously a few years older than her,but she didn’t mind as he was fairly handsome at least in her opinion anyway. His hair was a deep brown and parted at the side, the top reached just below his ears,and ever so slightly slicked back. He kept playing with it when she caught him looking at her, pretending that he hadn’t met her eyes.

She finished her coffee and packed her things away,still looking over at the mystery man for a couple of seconds. Without realizing it she found herself walking over to him. She wanted to know who he was and why he had been staring at her. She stood next to his side with her arms crossed. “Do you have a problem with me or something?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. I was just intrigued by what you were working on.” His voice was raspy and soft at the same time, not at all what she had imagined it would sound like.  She knew he was lying as the barista had caught him looking when she had walked inside.

“You were the one staring at me.”

The man started to smirk. “You were staring back.”

He wasn’t wrong. She was intrigued by him so she smirked back. “I better be going anyway.” She really didn’t have anywhere better to be, but she wanted to know if he would ask her to stay, or at least maybe ask what her name was. She turned to leave but he grabbed her arm. “What’s your name?”

“Nicola. Since I told you my name….it’s only fair that you tell me yours.”

“Ryan.”

A few weeks later

She was hoping that she would bump into him again. Even though it was a long shot she went back to the café after her run. Once she got there she scanned the room looking for him, but she had no luck.  She took her regular table, hoping that by some chance he would notice her through the window if he passed by. She ordered a coffee and then made her way to the bookshelves, seeing if there was anything that peaked her interest. As she did, she noticed a tall figure on the other side.

It was him.

“Are you stalking me now?” She joked as she picked a book from the shelf. He walked around the bookshelf to meet her. “I could ask you the same thing.” She didn’t realize how tall he was because he has been sitting down before. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the book in her hand. “Romeo and Juliet? I would have thought you were a Jane Austen or a Daphne du Maurier kind of woman.”

“It’s a classic.” She slid past him and the other bookcase and headed back to her table. Ryan but his lip slightly, once she was behind him. She moved her laptop out of the way and placed her book down, taking a sip of her coffee.