#@cory

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1 week sober

yeehaw partner

[simpleriots]

Sad update lol

soooooooooo Unfortuantely my simming has come to a crashing hault because I am no longer on good terms with my ex, who was letting me use his origin account with all of the packs (including like 4 that i had paid for) WELL he has now decided to be a fucking dickhead and change the password to his origin so I can’t get into it. Not like he can either becuase he lost his laptop (: But until I can get all the packs back I am going i Hiatus! SORRY GUYS NOT MY FAULT MY EX IS STUPID.

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" @misszostra is typing...."

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mutuals do this

[clownfluid]

IM 12 AND AFRAID

[bonegrenade-archive]

Nah man It's not you you're fine

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Cory

The sun was bright in the sky as Lea walked outside, closing her door behind her. She smiled up as the beams showered down on her, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip as she hiked her bag up on her shoulder before starting on her way to Cory's. She had been having a pretty hardcore internal conflict lately; she thought her boyfriend Theo was the love of her life and they were totally endgame, no questions asked...but lately she'd been finding herself pining over a tall Canadian actor. "It has to be me mixing my feelings with Rachel's..." She would tell herself, there was no way she was actually falling for him. He just made her feel young, free, spunky even. She and Theo had settled into a routine, making distance work in a conventional way. With Cory though, she saw him almost everyday and there wasn't a moment they weren't laughing or getting into some kind of shenanigans. Maybe that was what it was, being able to spend time with Cory and have fun with him was clouding the fact that she was crazy about Theo. She shook her head, shoving those thoughts to the back of her head and focusing on the fact that she was going to spend time with her best friend. Cory was her best friend, nothing more....right?

She approached his door and knocked a few times before twisting the doorknob and walking in, she knew he wouldn't have locked his door because really there was no need to and he knew she was on his way, plus they were just that close. "Bonjour Monsieur! I have arrived" She said in a mock-French accent, walking straight to the kitchen and placing her bag on the counter.