#dramatic chipmunk!

[owly-sims]

The lights were beautiful, and Sirena stood in awe of them even after almost a dozen sightings.

It was a familiar dance. They would whir above, the creatures in Their strange, metal ship. A hatch would open underneath, and a light would beam down. Within that light would be her gift, one that rarely disappointed.

And this moon’s specimen was perfect: broad, tall, with a full beard and a disheveled outfit.

She caught the stranger as he collapsed forward and lowered him to the ground. “I got you,” she murmured, “you’re fine. I got you.”

“Where–where am I?” His voice rumbled from his chest, but despite the depth it was boyish–innocent even.

“You’re home,” Sirena smiled. Her teeth gleamed, and he shuddered.

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The lovely man in the bottom pic, Bruno, was created by @windermeresimblr​. Thank you so much for sharing him!! I love him. <3

[owly-sims]

Nova took a step closer to Alex. “I’m at a loss here and I think you are my last chance to figure out what’s happening to me,” she said, “I don’t remember anything except the past few weeks. But I found a picture of you on the phone, and–Maker, this sounds crazy, but the bartender here says we left together, like, two months ago. But I don’t remember that and I’m hoping you would be kind enough to help me fill in the gaps.”

Alex stared at her, blank faced.

Nova bit her lip, “am I–am I actually crazy? I sound crazy. I swear, I’m not crazy, I–”

“You said two months ago?”

Nova nodded, “yeah, back in July.”

“I don’t remember that night either,” he said, “I don’t remember anything from July.” His eyes were hard, his jaw clenched.

“What? You’re serious?”

“And you’re right. We have met. That’s why–” whooping from the dance floor cut him off.

“Let’s go somewhere quieter,” Nova suggested.

Alex nodded.

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