Cristina’s phone beeped. “Ugh! Ash, remember that guy we met at that bar a few months ago? He’s been calling me and calling me- we went on a few dates but honestly, he’s just kind of… broke, ya know? Now he wants me to meet him at the festival today.”
"We should totally go! I haven’t seen anyone in months and everyone will be there. Plus, he’s so cute. Just because he’s broke doesn’t mean he’s not good for a good lay, right? You don’t have to commit to anything, and he passes the time until someone, you know… more appropriate comes along."
"*sigh* Fine, fine, we’ll go." She turned and shouted into the house. "Callie! Get out here, we’re going to the festival. You can be lame and stay in another day!"
"Eeeee!" Calliope heard Cristina’s scream of joy from inside the house. Ashleigh must be here.
"Ash!! OMG I’ve missed you so much! Three months is way too long for you to be away, I don’t care about your internship!"
"I know, I know!" Their voices were… high pitched to say the least. Ashleigh had been Cris’ best friend for years, and their enthusiasm for each other hasn’t waned in the least.
I guess it’s way past time for me to load up my game and sim a little, eh? Nothing like sims, beer, and bad holiday straight-to-tv movies to perk up my christmas eve alone til my gentleman friend arrives home in five hours.
I may have had too much wine because when I loaded my game I forgot Eisley is in college and was like “OMG why are there so many strangers in my family picture what is happening”
No, YOU’RE redoing all of your dorm mates at college because they have bad hair.
The first thing I did when I got there was set up my plants. Luckily there’s a good window near my bed. I haven’t met my roommate Tiffany yet but I’m hoping she doesn’t give me a hard time. Judging by her… sparse decor, she might not be into my plants but there’s no way I’m giving them up.
She had no sooner finished filling out her forms and online application when who should call but her parents’ lawyer.
"Hi Reginald. Yes, I got the forms. Yes, I filled them out. Yes, I called the university. *sigh* Yes, Reggie, I’m sure my parents would be incredibly proud of me. Of course. Yes. I couldn’t BE more excited. Another chapter, absolutely. Ok. Ok. OK. Bye"
Eisley frowned when she saw the package on the deck after heading home from the beach. She was staying in her parents’ beach house for the summer. Her parents had died the year before, but she still had the house- or at least, it was part of her trust fund and family estate. She wasn’t allowed to touch the money or have technical ownership of the houses until, as per her parents’ wills, she completed college. This package, with her name written in her parents’ lawyer’s neat handwriting, signaled the end of summer where she had spent her days lounging and trying to pretend like her parents were out on the boat, not in the graveyard back in Hidden Springs. Sighing, she pulled out the tshirt inside, pulling it on over her suit to test the fit, and began to fill out the forms.