Shortly after graduating, Trella and her high school boyfriend Paxton moved into a little apartment in San Myshuno. They were on a budget so got married right in their living room, alone. Totally normal.
Trella and Paxton loved going to sing karaoke together. Paxton thought he was a good rapper but in fact, he was terrible.
Trella, singing Rihanna’s part:
🎶I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re tryin’ to save me, Stop holdin’ your breath
And you think I’m crazy, Yeah, you think I’m crazy
Well, that’s nothin’
Paxton, singing Eminem’s part:
🎶Now, I ain’t much of a poet
But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
And don’t squander it ’cause you never know when it
All could be over tomorrow, so I keep conjurin’
If only Paxton knew how prophetical these lyrics were about to be…
Some time passed and Trella was busy earning promotions in the Business track (ambitious trait) and loved spending time at the gym (active trait). But was she really there for the workout? Or was it all the buff, sweaty men around??
Something was stirring inside her. She loved Paxton but didn’t feel a sexual spark between them. It was more than just that though, she was realizing they had grown in separate directions and wondered if they could fix things.
Later that day she asked him to talk about it. She learned Paxton had gained the unflirty trait when he aged to young adult! As upsetting as this was, she offered to be patient with him, but he was absolutely insistent that nothing was wrong and refused to work on their relationship.
Being a strong willed Sim, she decided her and Paxton needed to take a break while she processed her thoughts and feelings.
Trella packed up her stuff, with only a small amount of regret and a larger amount of optimism. She felt like a butterfly emerging from her cocoon.
She moved into an adorable little cottage and adopted a black cat named Archimedes.
One day at the gym she started chatting with none other than Don Lothario. (Now Don should have been a much older Sim, if not dead already, but I had to transfer to a new save, lucky for Trella)!
Don: Hey pretty lady. I was wondering, are you a treadmill? Because I could run next to you all day.
After a bit of flirty conversation, and being the womanizer that Don is, he promptly invited himself over for dinner that night…
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