true testimonial curch [completed]
i finally updated my game and finished furnishing this girl. i have it furnished as a wedding venue bc i can’t really see myself using it otherwise. i’m kind of iffy on the furnishing besides the chapel but i’ll probably change it depending on the household i play.
it is up on the gallery! you have to click on “include cc” but all the important stuff is no cc :). enjoy! glad to be back
gallery id: SimmerLJK
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Quinn🧎🏾♀️
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WIFEY. | EPISODE NINE (9.0)
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(NEWSREADER): Residents in San Myshuno’s Spice District were left fearing for their lives today after local LGBTQ hotspot ‘The Old Salt Bar’ caught on fire in the early hours of this morning.
(HANNAH): Shit…Lena have you seen this?
(LENA): Seen what?
(NEWSREADER): The proprietor of the building is out of the country, but it is thought that the manager of the establishment and tenant of the flat above it, may have been caught up in the blaze-
(HANNAH): Isn’t that your friend’s pl-
[Lena exits swiftly, almost slamming the door off its hinges](HANNAH): Hello?!
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hi ! i'm ami or some people call me mimi—a black 20yr old whose come to tumblr to escape from the hell that is nursing school. i've been on simblr sparingly, but this time i've come to stay and connect with the community ! <3
feel free to interact with this post, as i'm looking for mutuals and friends !
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WIFEY. | EPISODE NINE (9.1)
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Lena felt cold. The sinking feeling taking root in her gut only bolstered the white hot rage that coursed through her veins. Max may have hated her right now, but the thought that she could have made them a target was unbearable. For so long Lena had been ignoring her true nature, playing the dutiful soldier and hunting a ghost whilst feeling like a failure. She had swallowed her pride and allowed people to play in her face when she should have put them in the ground. She was loath to admit, but one thing she shared with her father was an appetite for justice and retribution. It was time for people to remember just exactly who Lena was and the true cost of doubting her familial name.
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[Phone dialling] (AUTOMATED VOICE): ‘The number you have dialled could be recognised, please hang up and try again.’
(LENA): Fuck! [She taps angrily on her phone]
[UBER - 5 MINS AWAY]
[***]
[WARDROBE RUSTLING, METAL CLANKING]
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