Hi everyone and welcome back! Last time, Lola had just confessed to Gustav that she liked him, and we left with them sucking each other’s faces. As they’re now boyfriend and girlfriend, Gustav has moved in, bringing with him enough money to build a proper little house. It’s not much and it’s lacking in luxuries and decor, but it’s enough for now.

I’m sorry to say that this chapter will be a bit shorter than the others, mostly because I haven’t posted in ages and wanted to get this out as soon as possible so you all know that I’m still alive, and partly because lots happens and I’d like to leave on a cliffhanger…

Anyway, to celebrate their new home, Lola made her first ever meal (as opposed to just quick meals).

Gustav: Mm, this chicken soup is delicious.

Lola: …It’s… macaroni and cheese…

So, Lola, how is the relationship going?

Lola: Well, I never really wanted to settle down at all, but it’s nice to have a guy around, mostly due to the fact that he helps with housework.

Oh right, so how much of the housework do you do?

Lola: None.

Believe it or not, Lola is at level 9 of the painting skill now! She spends a lot of her time drafting fashion concepts for her stylist career, so that’s how it’s happened – it’s helpful, as there are quite a few skill opportunities which help her meet other sims, which will help her complete her LTW, and she makes a bit of money on the side too.

This painting reminds me a little of Daniel and Oscar from Zombies and Yu, one of my favourite sims stories at the moment 😀

On a completely random note, we got our first legacy gnome!

Butternut: Tee hee, I will murder this whole family 😀

You’ll have a hard time, there is no family, Lola is still against the idea, and she only has a few days left until adulthood!

Hey Charlie, haven’t seen you in a while!

Charlie: If I had one more week, I bet I could’ve gotten Lola to be my girlfriend. But nope, Gustav had to go and ruin it all. Weeks of flirting, ruined.

…You’re a dog, I don’t think Lola ever thought of you that way.

Charlie: You kidding me? She obviously had the hots for me, have you seen the way the rubs my tummy?

There are so many things wrong with what you just said.

Charlie: Whatever. I’m just going to chew on this squeaky newspaper and pretend I’m actually chewing Gustav’s head.

Charlie: Die, you woman-stealing, ruggedly handsome bastard!

Lola and Gustav decided to throw a party to celebrate their new house, and most guests brought food, just like Navita Singh here. That’s sweet of you!

Navita: This food is for me. I love Lola’s parties, but her cooking makes me want to cut my tongue out.

Lola: Hey, Gustav, do you remember the last time we danced together?

Gustav: Yeah, the night we met. We danced, we laughed, you sort of sexually harassed me and I shouted at you. Ahh, good times.

Lola: I know that I never really wanted to settle down or anything, but that was only because I didn’t want to stop having fun. And I think I have even more fun with you than I do when I drink to the point of passing out – and that’s a lot. I guess I’m trying to say.. I do care for you. A small amount.

Gustav: …..What do you mean?

That’s Lola-speak for ‘I love you.’ She’s just not good at expressing any of it – I’d just be happy with what you get.

Gustav: Well.. In that case, I care for you too. Even more than a small amount. Maybe even a moderate amount.

Lola: *gasp* That’s soooooooo sort of romantic!

These two are so inept at expressing their feelings I can’t even..

Lola: Well, if you do feel that way, I’m sure we could make this party a whole lot more interesting.

Gustav: How? Hiring a magician? That would be fun!

Lola: …No. Just follow me.

OKAY, NOTHING TO SEE HERE, LETS GO.

After the party, someone just placed this lobster on the kitchen counter and left. That’s the good thing about Lola’s parties, loads of people bring food – then again, it usually goes bad really soon, and I’m pretty sure I saw some flies buzzing around this…

…but Lola still decided to eat it.

Lola: Hey, it may be rancid and full of microbes, but it’s healthier than my special salad!

Why?

Meh. I’d eat it.

Gustav has been playing the guitar a lot, to go towards his LTW, which is to master the guitar and charisma skills. I’ve never actually said his traits, so here they are: he’s a good, flirty party animal and virtuoso who’s also a bit cowardly.

It’s an odd mixture of traits, but I kind of imagine him as a kind of guy who’s quite shy, but friendly when you get to know him – he has fun at parties, but wouldn’t do anything too reckless or anything he considers to be wrong.

…I need to get a life.

What’s wrong, is his playing really that bad?

Lola: He’s actually really good… so good that I think that lobster wants to come back up to listen.

Oh wow. That’s attractive.

Lola: BLERGTHRHAGHTH

Better now?

Lola: I don’t know. Something doesn’t feel right. I’m a party animal; I’ve been puking up bad seafood and cheap booze for years. That puke was different.

You are so classy.

Gustav then proceeded to stumble around the front yard like a drunk cat.

Gustav: Uggghhh, I think I’m dying. I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that extra helping of Lola’s special salad.

Gustav: …Nope, that’s not a heart attack, I’m just burnt. Ow, I can’t feel my plumbob.

He got hit by lightning, but I was too slow to get a picture because I suck. I nearly freaked out – I thought he was going to kick the bucket, and it’s taken Lola way too long to settle down for that to happen – if he died, Lola probably wouldn’t have another steady relationship until she’s all wrinkly and her boobs reach her knees.

And Gustav isn’t the only one who’s had a shock…

Lola, are you okay? You look a bit distant.

Lola: I’m panicking worse than the time I went to prom in the same outfit as my chemistry teacher.

Lola: … I think I’m knocked up.

You’re pregnant?!

Lola: Up the spout, in the family way, bun in the oven… whatever you want to call it, I’m scared that this is happening. You see, that puke got me thinking – it was such a strange feeling – what if it had something to do with pregnancy?

Why are you smelly?

Lola: I’m pissing on a stick right now, cut me some slack.

What does it say?

Lola: Give it a sec, I need to let my pee work its magic.

Lola: ……………………………………………. shit.

Meanwhile….

Well, you look deep in thought!

Gustav: I am. And I’m sitting in an armchair, looking all mature. That’s how you can tell shit’s getting real. My near-death experience with the lightning has gotten me thinking, and…

Gustav: I want to ask Lola to marry me.

What?! You’ve been together for what, a week, and you’ve already decided?

Gustav: Yep, there’s just one problem. I’m sure she loves me, but she’s never actually said the words.

Yeah, Lola’s not great with the ‘L word’. She’s not a commitment-phobe… she’s more of a commitment sceptic.

Gustav: Lola Melanie Zodie, will you do me the honour of… no, she hates her middle name. Lola Zodie, will you make me the happiest…. no, I want to be more creative. Hmm… yo, shawty, get that sweet ass over here and lets get hitched! …No, too informal.

You’re over-thinking things, darling.

Gustav: Screw it, my cowardly trait is making this way too hard! Besides, she wouldn’t even say yes anyway!

…

Charlie: Don’t worry babe. If Gustav decides he doesn’t want you any more, you know where to find me for the rebound.

Lola: Yup, the test was positive. I’m currently developing Lola 2.0.

You could take all of this a little more seriously, you know.

Lola: I am, I’m just trying to lighten the mood a little. Gustav doesn’t even know I actually love him yet, so I’m scared to tell him about the baby, he’ll probably run a mile. I’m shocked that I’m saying this, but, I hope we can just settle down – he probably doesn’t want to settle down with me, and I’m having his kid… ugh, this is so not fabulous.

Hang on… did you just say settle down?

Yep, apparently so! It appears that Lola really has decided to settle down with Gustav.

But wait – if Lola is afraid to tell Gustav she loves him because she’s afraid that he doesn’t want to settle down with her, and Gustav is afraid to ask her to marry him for the same reason, will they ever manage to settle down? Will Lola ever actually get the courage to tell Gustav how she feels, or will she panic and leave? Will he be able to propose, or will he always be too scared?

So many questions, so little time! You’ll find out all the answers next time – until then, happy simming!