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| When we last saw Moochacha, she had just started her job as security guard. Now, it's time for her to go downtown. |
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First thing you do when you go downtown, is buy new pajamas. Exchange those dreadful green flannel pj's for a hot black silk teddy. |
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While I'm downtown I pick up some roses in case I find someone cute. |
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I run into this sleezy creep, but I feel like telling him my theory that women with big lips make better kissers, don't you think? |
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He agrees with me over a plate of meatloaf. |
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| My night job is making me constantly tired and my social is plummeting to zero. (The more Outgoing your sim is, the more social contact they need.) |
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So in desperation, I'm grabbing strangers off the sidewalk. Luckily, Sarah Jessica Parker was walking by and had some time to chat. |
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We literally chat until I drop. Sarah Jessica Parker takes the opportunity to check out the apartment. She's a little horrified by the wooden seat on the toilet. |
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Again, my sim is mirroring my reality, Moo has buns of steel and washboard abs. I've quit my job as a security guard and decided to become a doctor, like you do. Here I am in my EMT outfit, also very cute, working out. I need to get married fast, I'm inches away from constant, inconsolable sobbing. |
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So, down at the country western bar, I figure I'll have folks crawling over me in my doctor clothes. |
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This guy comes over, drawn to my doctor aura, and asks if I'm a libra. |
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I waste no time. I pull out a puppet and perform "How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria?" from The Sound of Music. It's hot. |
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I can't believe this guy. He hated my song. |
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And he couldn't hate me more. Can't he see how seductive I am in my doctor clothes? |
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Then this bitch comes over and yells at me for flirting in public. What year is this, 1907? Come back later for more adventures as we find someone for Moochacha and get her a cat in the meantime. |
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