Apparently I don't know how to have my sims cool down when they're too hot, because they keep catching on fire and almost dying when traveling to Egypt. xD
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Sunset Valley Police Department
Monday, 8:13am
Frida: Hank, Iāve been up all night, and I donāt know what else to tell you; it was a guy in a ski mask, he had a gunā
Hank: Letās talk about Erik Darling.
Frida: Erik Darling? Why?
Hank: As you can imagine, your history with Erik, and the fact that youāve just returned to town only a month ago, are all major red flags.
Frida: *sigh* Hank, what is this, an interrogation? You know meāI didnāt hurt anyone.
Hank: Seven years ago, you were arrested for assault and battery. You attacked Erik Darling in broad daylight outside of Sunset Valley High School.
Frida: Oh cāmon, I was 16, and he had nearly gotten me killed the week before that! I think I had a right to be upset.
Hank: It says here that you told him, and I quote, 'If I ever see you again, I will fucking kill you, you rat bastard.' Did you say that, after breaking his nose?
Frida: I⦠well, yes, Iām sure thatās accurate⦠wow, I could have come up with a better insult⦠butābut I was reacting to him hurting me!
Hank: Frida, you should know that thereās no documentation of Erik ever hurting you. We have no police records of it. What we do have are records of you attacking him and threatening to kill him. Now you and Erik both returned to Sunset Valley within a couple months of each other, and he winds up dead.
Frida: Spit it out, Hank. Why are you trying to say? Am I under arrest?
Hank: Iām saying that you better lawyer up⦠and you might want to find your brother, Frida. Him running off like that the same night that Erik was killed? Itās not a good look for either of you.
Sage showed up to Coachella like the main character in a desert fantasy
All black, all drama, fishnets and lace catching the wind like she was casting spells with every step. People were turning heads, whispering, "who is that?" and honestly⦠same. Even the sun backed off a little when she walked by. She didnāt come for the attention ā just the music, the energy, and maybe to dance barefoot under the moon later. But somehow she still ended up looking like she owned the place. No costume, no cosplay. Just Sage being Sage. Witchy, wild, and 100% in her element.
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Pauline: Frida, are you okay? Xander just filled me in on everything!
Frida: *angrily* Why donāt you ask your boyfriend if Iām all right, Pauline? And maybe convince him that Iām not a damn murderer while youāre at it.
Pauline: Frida... Iām sorry for everything thatās happening, and you know Iām here for you, but thatās not a fair thing to say to me. Iām not Hankās handler. Heās just doing his job.
Frida: I know, I know. Iām just exhausted. Iāve been up all night. Iām sorry, Pauline. Iāll call you later, okay?
Fridaās Residence
Frida: This is just too much. Theyāre saying Erik was murdered⦠my brother is missing, which means heās a possible suspect orāor he could be hurt! And Jared got shot right in front of meā¦
Xander: Shit is fucked, I know. What can I do to help? Do you want me to leave, give you some space?
Frida: I canāt handle any of this right now. I... I donāt want to be alone. But you can leave, if you want toā¦
Xander: Iām not going anywhere.
Xander: But shit, Frida⦠I have to tell you something. I fucked up big time. I did something⦠bad. Like, really bad. Iām worried youāre never going to forgive me.
Xander: ⦠Frida?
*soft snoring sounds*
Xander: *sigh* Fair enough⦠you get some rest.
Xander: Iāll be fine⦠I can get out of this⦠Yeah, everything will be fine⦠right?
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Madison: Are you all right? I came as quickly as I could! Oh my god, I canāt believe you were shot!
Madison: I was so pissed at you because I thought you were blowing me off again. Iām so sorryā Jared: Itās okay. Iām fine, Madison, Iām fine!
*Door shuts quietly. Muffled voices coming from inside the room*
Frida: *heavy sigh*
Frida: Xander? What are you doing here?
Xander: Shit, I mustāve fallen asleep. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. And Jared?
Frida: Yes, weāre both okay. How long have you been here? You look like shit.
Xander: You look like shit too, doofus. Cāmon, let me take you home. Iāll make you chocolate chip pancakes, yeah?
Frida: You, cook? I donāt think so, Clavell. Last time you burned the shit out of them. Xander: Youāre still holding that against me after all this time?
*phone rings*
Frida: Cornelia? Sorry, I know youāve been trying to call. My phone was dead, and Iāve just had the worst nightā¦
Cornelia: Where the hell have you been? Iāve been trying to reach you all day and all night! Frida: Iām really not in the mood for a lecture right now, Corneliaā
Cornelia: Frida, I donāt know how to tell you this⦠Guntherās missing. No one has seen him since the wedding. And Erik Darlingās death? As of a few hours ago, itās now officially being investigated as a homicide.
Frida: WHAT? Cornelia: Frida, I think⦠I think something terrible has happened to your brother.
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