eden: beth look at me! *makes a silly face*
bethany: hehe, you funny!
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zelda: sorry about the super unofficial interview.. i don’t really have an interview room here
november: nah, it’s fine. i mean i’m not really dressed for an interview either to be honest
zelda: well, it’s a daycare with a lot of messy toddlers, so you kind of are. so you said you just moved to brindleton bay. any particular reason or?
november: yeah my old neighbours were dickheads basically
zelda: *snorts* oh.. okay. i’m sorry for laughing i just wasn’t expecting that answer. so uh, do you have any experience with kids?
november: nope not really but they seem to like me. they think i’m funny for some reason, and they like my fashion sense
zelda: ..i uh, i see
november: so when do i start?
zelda: excuse me?
november: you know.. working and shit
zelda: uh, why don’t you take a look around and get to know the kids and then we’ll see i guess?
And lil baby Bethany being proud of herself again. My babies are so precious!
Gathering at the grave site.
I was having a *bit* too much fun just taking headshots of everyone.
Little baby Bethany here to tell you that there are Black Widow posts queued through Sunday and only one of them’s a reblog for context.
Or rather in her words: Momma back fwum…hi-eight-toes.
Close enough honey.
Bethany eventually stopped crying.
(Can you tell she dressed herself in the top right?)
The best way to creep out any sims toddler, have them get a text from their deceased father
A: Daddy’s gone, baby. He’s not coming home.
Bethany began to cry and ran to her room as fast as her little legs could carry her. Athena sat and waited for the detective to arrive, slowly getting into character, playing the grieving wife of a ‘missing’ man.
Athena arrived home, alone. She waited until the morning to make the call to the police station.
With tears in her voice, if not on her face, Athena asked for the line for missing persons.
A: Hello, I would like to report…a missing person. [sniffle]
???: Alright, let me redirect your call to our head of department, Detective Carrera.
A few moments of silence passed before the detective answered the phone.
M: Detective Matais Carrera speaking.
A: Hello Detective. I’m Athena Craven, and I would like to report someone as…[sniffles] missing.
M: I’m sorry to hear that, Miss Craven. What would you like to report.
A: Mrs, actually. And the person missing is my husband. [voice cracking through the ‘tears’] We went camping in Granite Falls and on a hike we got separated and I haven’t seen him since. It’s been three days, and I don’t know what happened to him. [hysterical] What if he fell off a cliff?! Or was eaten by a bear! There was a warning at the ranger station that there had been bear sightings! What if he’s lying in a ditch somewhere dead!
M: Calm down, Mrs. Craven…look, this isn’t procedure, but if you’ll tell me your address then I’ll come to you and we’ll talk through what happened on your vacation, alright?
A: Thank you Detective. [sniffle]
Athena told the Detective her address and was told to expect him in an hour. She hung up the phone and smiled to herself. Unbeknownst to her, Bethany had walked into the room.
B: Momma? Where Daddy?
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