#junior mann

[natteryaktoad]

Mann, Day 17, Part 2

Rich: Since when are you taller than me?

Candy: Since a special someone bought me these awesome new heels, babe.

Rich: Oh... and how might you look to thank this special someone...?

I'm not sure what Loki and Jenny's problem is.

Quite the audience!

The car is a little more private.

Better get home, Johnny!

Candy seems to be less interested in dating Ripp when I play her household, these days, but she never turns him down when he calls her.

[lasudio]

VeronaHills, Round Nine: Capp (A)

Glossy strawberries tumbled from a basket on Juliette's bedside table. She unfolded a card slipped underneath to identify the gifter.

"J ~ meet me in the conservatory ~ J x." Junior's handwriting was a uniquely mangled interpretation of cursive from his years of half-assing private tuition (in his surprisingly self-deprecating words); Juliette understood the font well, thanks to his weekly love notes. This piece of scribbled scripture was different, though. It was an invitation in which the words appeared to wobble (more than usual) with anticipation. Juliette smiled, popped a strawberry in her mouth, and made her way to the staircase.

Junior was standing in his swimmers by the bubbling spa. His shoulders visibly relaxed when Juliette drew closer and accepted a glass of Capulet white from his outstretched hand. What she said next almost brought him to his knees: "The answer's yes."

Thank goodness Juliette was a studied people reader - she sensed he might fumble the velvet box into the pool and came to his rescue by speaking the best word in the world, well ahead of her cue.

The news went down well at poker night, during which Juliette excused herself to take supper in the kitchen with her baby brother Gavin and tell him about the upcoming wedding. He was a nice boy who tidied away dishes without a second thought and offered his congratulations. The orphanage hadn't diluted any sweetness; becoming a Capp hadn't spoiled him.

Young as he was, uncle Gavin was shaping up to be a good role model to a future niece or nephew.

[uberhood]

I wanted to hold off on making over individual sims until I played their families, but I really do not like the Maxis singlet.

So, Junior gets an early makeover. His design is pretty much perfect; it's literally just a different shirt.

(...though I may put him on a bodyshape. I don't know why, but in this particular savefile, he's coming across as a scrawny beanpole. Maybe it's just that everyone looks scrawny next to Dusty Hogg...)

[widespot]

Parties are a great way to liven up the long winter nights.

"Shouldn't we wait for somebody else to show up?" "Just call, boy."

"Boarding school. All the great movers and shakers got their start in boarding school, being looked after by professionals." "Miz Daytona never went to boarding school, and she moved and shaked enough for all us here."

"Boarding school. All the great movers and shakers got their start in boarding school, being looked after by professionals." "Miz Daytona never went to boarding school, and she moved and shaked enough for all us here."

[madman-of-amargosa]

Meanwile, Junior has managed to set both the microwave and the oven on fire.

[saralynnx]

After the butler leaves for the night, Junior gets hungry, so he has to eat ramen, since he doesn’t know how to cook.

Hopefully Mary Land will be willing and able to cook for him!

[asimplevampire]

"Junior, you've got to make your choice. Man up and marry me, or we're through."

"I- well- uh- yeah. Y-yeah. Of course I'll mary - uh, marry- you, Candy!"

She'd won. She'd gotten what she wanted- a rich husband who could provide for her and her family, even if things got dicey in the future. There was no way the Mann laundromat fortune would run out any time soon, after all.

...so why didn't she feel happy?

[vladora-sims]

Lana moves in with Junior and Mary, then begins a fling with that handsome Hart boy.  Unfortunately, Rich keeps turning up uninvited like a bad penny.