We rejoin Household 4. Gas, Celt Z, and Dei are all websurfing. Gas is not dressed appropriately for the winter, but I guess at least he's inside, so he won't freeze to death.
Tinwhistler watches TV while Snuffles has taken it upon himself to grill up some burgers for the morning meal.
DarkAudit stacks the virtual blocks.
Burgers are done. Everybody grabs some. Boy, the gals of House 4 must really love burgers.
Alright, time to chase some aspirations. I set the would-be Renaissance Sims to doing logic building and bookreading.
Snuffles is prompted to head downstairs and start mixing drinks to become the master mixologist he, well, aspires to be.
Gas and DA set to work on practicing their programming. They need a good 5 hours of practice, each.
Keltsy's ambition is a little more tricky. She aspires to be a serial romantic. The first step to that is she needs a bona-fide, official boyfriend (or a girlfriend!), and has to go on two dates. But everybody else in the house is busy working on their own aspirations, and the only other person she's ever had flirty contact with is Adam, who is not around at the moment (and he wasn't particularly proficient at it, anyway).
Daisy needs to go out to potty. Despite my addition of two doggy doors, she still wants someone to open the front door for her. Celt Z is the only one not engrossed in self-improvement, so it's up to her.
Celt Z indulges Daisy's insecurity, and lets her out, then immediately switches gears and distracts Gas from his programming.
She then starts laying on the charm, flirting with Gas. He's not going to get any work done at this rate. I'd like to protest my innocence, and point out that this (and what follows later) happened ENTIRELY WITHOUT MY INTERFERENCE other than having Celt Z let the dog out, though I know nobody is going to believe me. Heck, I was there playing, and I scarcely believe me, either.
Well, soon as Gas is GOOD and distracted and has given up on programming, Celt Z wanders off to go do something else, leaving him flirty but alone. Ain't that just how it goes? Dei has apparently gotten tired of chess and starts playing computer games instead.
He watches some TV to get his mind back on straight.
Dei goes outside and falls asleep in the hot tub again.
Suitably back in the right mindset, Gas goes back to his programming. Tinwhistler starts hitting up the chat rooms, apparently liking what he finds.
Free from scarlet-tressed teasing/distractions, DarkAudit has gotten his 5 hours in, and happily switches from coding to gaming.
Daisy tells Snuffles that she's hungry.
This is a bit confusing, given that there was a dish full of food in her play area. Snuffles refills both automatic feeders, just for good measure.
Dei rouses from her nap, and now that all 3 computers are occupied, opts for the arcade game in the basement.
Jwhouk has worn himself out at logic. He recharges with some coffee and a movie, which Celt Z also watches.
Gas finally gets his 5 hours of programming in.
Tinwhistler gets his turn at the chessboard, and Snuffles joins him.
Gas turns on the charm at Celt Z.
It doesn't take long for the conversation to turn into flirting again.
Well, neither SimCelt Z, SimGas, or actual Gas are any of the type of people to look a gift relationship in the mouth. Celt Z needs a love interest for her aspiration, Gas seems willing, and I'd be lying if I wasn't giggling like a nitwit. Gas asks, Celt Z accepts.
Well, let's keep that train rolling, why don't we. Celt Z needs two dates, so the two head out on a date to a nearby nightclub.
Oh, hey, Mind Detective is here too. And so is Kags. Jeez, Kags is everywhere lately!
Anyway, the date goes well. ActualGas makes damn sure of it, and I ain't afraid to say it.
Gas has to excuse himself to the men's room for a moment. Celt Z briefly socializes at the bar. Oh hey, that's Drawn Inward there, too.
Shoulder rubs FTW.
Celt Z keeps revving his engine til Gas pretty much faints from fatigue. Whoops! Still, it's been a gold medal date. Time to head home.
Come to think of it, Celt Z's pretty tired, too. The walk home is rather comical because of the exhaustion.
Back at the ranch, Jwhouk has apparently become so engrossed in whatever he was doing at the computer that he soils himself >_<
Gas heads to bed, and Celt Z checks her e-mail, then does the same (notably, in a separate room). Jwhouk has a bath to deal with his accident. Snuffles accidentally walks in on him.
DarkAudit fixes himself a salad for dinner.
Jwhouk, out of the bath, grills up a bunch of fruit, enough for everyone.
Snuffles partakes of the fruit, but doesn't sit with Jwhouk. Maybe he feels a bit too awkward after the bath thing.
Jwhouk's still terribly embarrased by the earlier unfortunate mess, and goes to hide in a closet to have a cry.
Daisy doesn't judge him, though.
DA samples one of the drinks that Snuffles mixed up today. It seems to agree with him.
Snuffles and Jwhouk manage to get over their awkwardness, and play on the arcade machine in the basement.
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Then Snuffles tries his hand at darts. He's... not very good.
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DA heads off to bed, and the two remaining dudes play Vidya until it's Jwhouk's bedtime, too. Looks like Snuffles has decided to pull an all-nighter.
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Dei and Gas wake up. Dei is discomfited to find the snow coming down hard when she goes outside. Maybe the hot tub isn't a good idea, today.
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Gas braves the cold to eat some of the grilled fruit he finds on the table.
Alas, it's time to tear myself away, and move on to the next Household.