Alyse: Thank you for finally joining us, Kaylee. I’m so sorry to interrupt your day dreaming.

Kaylee:

Garret: Mom, why are we here. We’ve literally never had a curfew before, and now we’re suddenly being punished for being out after eight? What are we, five years-old?

Alyse: Don’t sass my, Garret. Or you’ll be grounded for insubordination!

Garret: Yes, ma’am.

The Hargrove Rental  8:32pm

I could always run…but I have no where to go. It’s not like I have any friends here. No one would take me in if I did.

*sigh*

Wish I knew who unBehrable97 was, she’d let me crash with her. I think. Right? Yeah, she would. She’s my friend, my internet friend who knows me better than my own twin. Totally.


Guess I have to go in there and see if I’m getting kicked out in the first place.

Kaylee: Well, I guess I gotta go then.

Yuki: [whispers] Sounds like your not gonna have a fun night.

Kaylee: Probably the lecture of the century from the Flame-Haired Harpy herself. Such is my life. I’ll see you around, Yukes.

Yuki: [chuckles] See ya around Kay.

Alyse: Kaylee, I’m waiting!


Hi all! I’m testing out a photo editor so comments about the look of screenshots would be much appreciated. thanx @lostandfoundsims [i used the right one this time] for the speedy replies, I turned the action/filter/thingy-mabobber of science (?) down to about 50%.

Alyse: Kaylee, it is after 8 o’clock at night. How many times do I have to tell you your curfew is 8?

Kaylee: Um, this is the first I’ve heard of a curfew? Not even when we lived in the city-

Alyse: Don’t back talk me! Say goodbye, we’re going home.

Kaylee: Is Garret’s surprise curfew 8pm too? Or is it just me who’s being punished here?

Yuki: And how exactly did your mom force you into a dress? Don’t you have free will turned on?

Kaylee: Turned on…? Nevermind, she just made it very…clear to me that if I didn’t wear ‘proper attire’ that I’d be out.

Yuki: Out how?

Kaylee: …Out of the family. She’d disown me. Kick me out. I really don’t know why she’s like this, sure she’s strict with Garret, but not to this extent. He could get caught wasted at a party, knock up a girl, and flunk out of school, and she’d still let him stay at home. But heaven forbid I wear jeans and a sweatshirt to school.

Yuki: That is messed up. I’m glad my parents are too busy travelling the world to try and micromanage my life. It’s just me and Candy at home.

Kaylee: Who’s Candy?

Yuki: My older sister. She’s usually out partying all night, so I don’t really have to deal with her. And speaking of Candy usually being MIA, do you wanna hang out some time?

Alyse: Kaylee Hargrove!

Kaylee: Seriously, why does the sun set so early here man?

Morgan: Whatever, I’m just trying to do my homework. Later.


???: So what’s up with the dress?

Kaylee: What? What do you mean?

???: You never wear dresses. I’ve seen you around school and you’ve always been pretty androgynous. What gives?

Kaylee: Um, I don’t really talk about my choice in fashion with complete strangers.

???: I’m Yuki. People call me Yukes.

Wolfgang: [in the distance] No we don’t!

Yuki: Anyway…what’s with the dress? Where’s the jeans and beanie?

Kaylee: [sigh] My Mom forced me to wear it.