News from Pleasantview: Going Awry
Dustin and Angela had plans. Best laid plans.
They had dated through high school and college. They were the couple who were going to get good jobs, buy a house with a picket fence in Pleasantview and a dog, and have the family everybody wanted to be. In high school, when he was helping pay the bills, diapering his little brothers, and trying to pass classes, she was his lifeline, but in college, he branched out on his own. He was busy being Big Man on Campus and making Dean’s List, and she was busy with her sorority. Sure, Angela rarely saw Dustin during college, but they were happy that way.
After graduating with honors from Sim State, she applied to graduate school in counseling and moved in with Lillith, who was pursuing an acting career in the big city of Port Pleasant.
Their loft apartment was tiny. Angela’s bed was a pull-down in the loft, so she had no privacy. But it was just temporary, until Dustin got a promotion, she graduated and got a job as a family counselor, and they could buy that house together.
Lillith was dating a guy named Bill Wade. Fortunately for Angela, they spent a lot of time out on the town, mostly making out in photo booths. His greatest asset, as far as Angela could tell, was that he loved to be around Lillith, loved to listen to Lillith, and loved to make out with Lillith.
It was all pretty disgusting. Sometimes, when Bill Wade and Lillith were there and she was caught up on school work, Angela would escape to the community garden for some peace and quiet.
Meanwhile, Dustin got a rent-controlled apartment in public housing nearby, and a job in the mailroom of a large corporation, waiting for his chance to apply for a high end sales job.
“Let’s go to Twikki,” Angela proposed one day in the spring. She knew Dustin really didn’t want to take time off, but she figured maybe the balmy air and drinks in coconuts would put him in a mood to propose engagement. She was ready to take that step, and she knew if he could take his focus off of work for a few days, he would be too. After all, that was the unspoken plan.
Angela asked her dad for the tickets and arranged the trip. He was happy to pay, to help mitigate his guilt over leaving her mother for Kaylynn Langerak.
But the time in Twikki was disappointing. Dustin spent most of his time eating in the restaurant or sleeping. They didn’t take any walks on the beach, or swim together, or kiss at ancient ruins. Except one night, a brief romantic interlude.
When Angela returned home, Lillith was cleaning the stove. There had been a fire while she was at work, and the fire rescue had to get the landlord to open the apartment and put it out.
Not feeling well, Angela thought an intense cardio workout might help the stress, and went downstairs to the common workout room, but soon she had to jump off the bike and nearly fell over with intense nausea.
That night as Brittney Upsnott and some of the other sorority girls visited, and chatted about Lillith’s new job, Angela was lost in thought. She was on birth control, so she couldn’t be pregnant, could she?
Soon, she called Dustin over for a talk. She told him she thought she might be pregnant. At first, he seemed ok with it.
But then he abruptly left without a word.
As time went on, it became clear that Dustin was not interested in talking about the situation, or taking responsibility for what to do.
One Sunday morning over pancakes, Angela decided the subject must be breached.
“I know you are focused on promotions right now,” she said, “but this is urgent too.”
“It’s time to grow up, Dustin,” she appealed.
“Grow up!” he retorted angrily, “What do you know about growing up?!”
“I had to take a shady job to keep a roof over my head as a kid,” he said.
“Now you want me to jump right back into the same kind of trap?!”
“We don’t have to be trapped in a life of crime,” she said. “We can still reach our goals, make enough money.”
“This is real life,” she pleaded. “Everything doesn’t always go as planned.”
Months passed, her baby grew, and Angela was still living in her sister’s apartment, and every day it seemed like she and Dustin were falling further apart.
When she visited Dustin at his place, he seemed to tolerate her. She stopped visiting.
One night, Angela accepted an invitation to her mom’s house for dinner, with her mom and her mom’s new friend. Ricky was Angela’s age, and as far as Angela and Lillith could tell, he was staying with Mary-Sue. Angela was surprised, but she and Ricky couldn’t stop talking to each other after dinner. It was so nice to have someone who wanted to talk, who wanted to listen, for a change.
The next day, Mary-Sue was at work, and Ricky invited Angela over to chat again. They hung out. When Angela got ready to leave, Ricky kissed her. And she kissed him back.
It seems I can’t resist documenting my sims’ existences in written format. Tumblr is just so hard to find stuff in later, I decided to write this story down here for posterity 🙂
In high school, Dustin would have been in aspiration failure constantly, without dates with Angela. In college they enjoyed each other’s company when they had time. They only have one bolt, and are in a committed relationship. Angela had an engagement want, and I thought it was worth sending them to Twikki to see if Dustin might roll some wants. He didn’t, and after Twikki, they’ve had a very lackluster interest in each other, but neither has wanted to break up either. When I played Dustin, he had no interest in Angela. Then when I was playing Mary-Sue’s house, I thought it would be nice for Angela to come see her mom, and maybe even move back in at home. Angela met Ricky there, and they have two bolts. He and Mary-Sue don’t have any formal commitment to each other, but he is staying at the house. At this point I really do not know what’s going to happen next. Out of self-respect, Angela will make other arrangements for herself and her baby, and unless something changes, go on with her life, without Dustin, but of course, now they will have shared custody of this child and have to work out those logistics. Angela won’t be able to stay at the loft apartment with a baby, due to the noise and the lack of space.