sims 4 story – Page 6

Thoughts while working: I should get my nails done. It’s only been fifteen minutes and I’m already bored. Wonder if I’d get caught playing Poptropica… FOCUS BEV, focus.

Mr. Salavani: Well, here it is!

He’s putting me in the very back of the office next to a guy that just picked his nose. Nice.

???: I’m your new boss, Mr. Salavani.

Bev: Nice to meet you, sir.

Mr. Salavani: Come with me, right this way to your cubicle.

His voice is so god awfully annoying that I hope he isn’t a talker. He seems cocky, but I shouldn’t be quick to judge.

Everything is fine Beverlia, you’re fine. Just get your coffee and—ohmygod did i just see her glance at me? Is she judging me? Does she think my heels make me look like a hooker??

???: Miss Burdette I assume?

Bev: …yes?

WEARING HEELS WAS A BAD IDEA THEY ARE SO LOUD

The room has gone silent too, which makes things even scArier.

Feels like everyone is staring…I need to get away…COFFEE; I’ll make coffee. Kitchen is right over there. Make way to the kitchen…

Welp…here goes nothing.

-the next day-

I got a job at this magazine company to get a jump start on my writing career. I aspire to be an author…of romance novels to be exact. Romance and suspense are my two favorite things when it comes to books. Especially when things get erotic…but I don’t tell people that. Who would tell people that?

I agreed to go to the cookout. I’m sure I’ll be fine. Just us friends, burgers, and swimming. Sounds perfect to me. It’s summer and I should really get out and do something before it’s over.

Of course, seeing all my friends again makes me a bit anxious though. I left with no warning and I ignored all their texts…besides Melony’s. I hope they’re not pissed at me or anything.

–

Living right across the road from my best friend is awesome. Surprise visits are my favorite thing. Now I’ll get them all the time.

Mel: All of us are actually going to Cory’s house for a cookout this weekend, if you wanna come?

Bev: Mmmm, maybe, I don’t know. I don’t know if I’m ready to see all of them again.

Mel: Oh c’mon, we’re all the same as we used to be. It’ll be like old times!

Bev: You know I didn’t have as great of a time as you guys did. I kinda don’t want it to be like old times.

Mel: ..well, I’ll make sure it isn’t! C’mon, pleeeeease.

Mel and I told each other pretty much everything. Since we were about eight, I’ve had this huge crush on my friend Cory. She’s right, I am still hung up on him. I don’t know why though. He’s like the typical rich kid fuck boy. Nobody wants that. But I think I see the best in him. She thinks I’m delusional. I don’t care.