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Chapter 1.6
Spending time with Matteo did not help my crumbling relationship with Walker. It seems like we fought more and more and drifted further and further apart.
One day, he stopped me before I could leave the house. I was heading to meet Matteo at the park.
"I know where you're going," he told me. "I know what you've been doing behind my back, too."
I couldn't deny it.
"He treats me with respect, and he has a job," I said, getting in that little dig.
"I've been trying," he said.
"Not hard enough "
He shook his head and looked sad. "I have an interview lined up for next week."
"Walker, I don't know what you want from me. You take your failings out on me, and expect me not to look elsewhere for companionship, friendship."
"Is that all it is? Friendship?"
I looked away, and at that moment, we both knew we were beyond saving.
Walker stayed a days, until the divorce was final, but we slept in separate rooms, barely talked.
One morning, I came home to find all of his personal belongings gone.
He never even told me where he went.
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Chapter 1.5
So much for wedded bliss here in Bliss Bay.
Walker lost his job at the museum, that's what started us the downward spiral that's become our life. He is home, all the time, and all we do is fight. I want him to find another job. He criticizes everything I do, and everything I don't do.
Everything.
The way I cook, the way I clean, the clothes I wear, my make up... you name it.
I started hanging out at the park across town, just to get away from it. I met this guy there, Matteo Ramirez. He wasn't as good looking as Walker, but he was nice to me. He listened when I spoke, didn't criticize. I knew I shouldn't let myself have feelings for him. I should have tried harder to figure things out with Walker...
Right?
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Chapter 1.4
What's that people call a happy marriage? Wedded bliss?
Walker and I settled into domestic life. He went to work at the museum, while I made an attempt at turning my apartment into our home.
Why my apartment, you ask? Because it turns out, Walker lived with some buddies across town. That was how he 'saved all his money' he told me. He did have $30k in the bank when he moved in with me, but that is truly all he had besides his good looks.
Well, that, and it turns out, he's really good at setting just the right mood, if you know what I mean...
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Took these screenshots the other day, because I have never seen this before when I was playing... but they have little dream bubbles when they sleep!
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i created my own community for sharing InZoi Stories. So if you're a storyteller, like me, andare making up stories based off your InZoi characters & gameplay, feel free to join and share. I am currently writing about my Zoi, Ebony Whitmore, who I am using to test out a challenge that originated with the Sims community.

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Chapter 1.3
Days pass and I settle in to life in Bliss Bay. I spend my days hanging out at the museum, just to see Walker, going to the beach, and searching the want ads for job. None of them are appealing. But soon, the money I brought with me from home will be gone and rent money will be hard to come by.
As Walker and I grow closer, an idea begins to take root. He is here, in the city, he has money. He is definitely into me.
I ask him to move in with me. I am surprised when he says that he won't just move in with someone. Not without being married.
So... we did it. We eloped because I knew I couldn't keep living nothing, and Walker moved in with me.
#inzoi#inzoi stories#inzoi story#my inzoi#inzoi bliss bay#inzoi gameplay#black widow / gold digger challenge
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My first two houses built in InZoi.
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Chapter 1.2
At the art gallery, I spent some time in wonder at the exhibits, reading books on art, taking to local art students as they say there sketching copies of the masters to hone their own skills. But the highlight of my visit wasn't the art or the students, it was the work of art which was their security guard.
Tall, ruggedly handsome... his name was Walker Wilson.
Walker and I chatted a little on his lunch break, and I asked what he was doing later. He said, nothing. Just work and home. So I invited him to join me for a stroll on North Beach after work.
"Maybe..." he said.
But hours later, I found myself alone and chatting up other people. But my thoughts kept straying to Walker.
So I left.
Just stood up from the picnic table, excused myself and walked all the way to the bus stop.
Walker was still there, just leaving work. I stopped him in the alley and told him how I had felt ever since I met him.
It turns out, he felt the same way...
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Chapter 1.1
I leave my apartment and head out to explore Bliss Bay and see what there is. It's a bustling city and everywhere I look, people are walking around, driving around, buses and taxis stop on every street corner, all waiting to take you where you wanted to do.
I board the bus headed for the Lumiere Art Gallery and find a seat. Everywhere around me people are chatting and laughing.
I look out the bus window, my mind wandering to a rainy day a month ago, as I boarded another bus. All buses are basically the same, but this one was carrying me away from my old life and towards a new destiny. Away from my mother, standing at the bus stop, with tears in her eyes and my youngest step sibling on her hip.
"Don't make the same mistakes I did..."
Her famous last words to me.
Momma married poor, had too many kids she couldn't support. Divorced. Married again. Still poor. Always poor.
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Chapter 1:
My name is Ebony Whitmore and I moved to Bliss Bay in search of a better life. What's a 'better life' you might ask? It's a life far from crummy trailer park in the small hick town where I grew up. I am here to reinvent myself as a member of the social elite. I spent every dime I had on this upscale Bliss Bay apartment, but I dream of $1,000,000 mansion... all I have to do is find a way to get those things without breaking my nails.
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Ebony Whitmore, the star of my new challenge/story.
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Jordan Jones, the born-in-game daughter of my tester Zoi, Dan Jones.
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My first attempt at making in-game accessories. Bat or vampire wings
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My favorite Sims 2 alien, Stella Terrano, as a Zoi
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Dan Jones... the first character I created in the Sims 4. I did my first Sims 4 Legacy with him and still use his descendants as test Sims. Here he is in Zoi-form.
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My self-Zoi. Age appropriate, for the most part
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