AHA! And so we officially begin the intro of the Am I Worthy (of a) Legacy (?) off with several bangs. I’m still a bit ambivalent on the name, but I wanted to include the worthy wordplay in the legacy somehow so I hope it’s acceptable.
Anywhosies, as usual I simply had to make Francey Pants look even more pretentious upon starting everything off. He wasn’t in the mood to strut his super posh plaid pants ™ as it was raining, but that’s alright. It would’ve ruined his fresh Kavar Sun haircut, oh dear watcher.
Yeah so I’m not used to random fitness men coming in and yelling at me to work out, but it seems Frances was too busy to be bothered- dedicated scholar shit. I think it’s important to note that right before this a streaker bolted through Frances’ dorm.
Coach: YDSJHKYWIUHDKHDKJH GRRRR MOVE IT BUCKAROO!!! GET THAT BLOOD FLOWIN’ UJKLSHKJGS GRUMBLE GRUMBLE
Frances: Hrm, yes yes random intrusive coach- let me get right on that after I lock my damn doors, so about that term paper...
Guy: ^^
Frances: Oh how could I possibly be bothered by my (only) friend while I’m perfecting such a masterpiece... Sigh... It seems I must soon start thinking about my departure to class. It’s a tragedy my education is tearing us apart. See you later, dear magnificent painting.
And so class that evening was, well.. as expected, class. Not much to say about that. He made friends with some professors and promptly went to bed after making himself an unsatisfactory TV dinner.
The next day he rolls the want to purchase a flower bench which, at first, I forgot existed. Alongside that want, he also wanted to earn a talent badge so I started him on a bouquet. That’ll keep him company...... right?
That afternoon Jane walks by and the two exchange greetings and hang out by the pool, though the two don’t exactly hit it off.... fantastic. Here’s where the drama begins.
Jane: Nonono I’m gonna have to stop you right there aheh.. money isn’t my thing.
Frances: UGH! So you aren’t willing to hear about my investments, stocks, and other rich advancements? How preposterous of you, yuck! I simply cannot associate with you, no I can not!
About that streaker, he returned to thoroughly disgust Jane and the other townie cheerleader who hung around Frances’ pool. He decided it would be a good idea to start hula-ing around, again, thoroughly disgusting the girls.
Sir Nudist III: I heard you needed a dancer at your beach ;-3
Jane: This isn’t a beach, this is a pool! And it’s not public, scram sam.
So about Frances befriending some professors, Professor Jeannie Enriquez decided to call him in the middle of the day for whatever reason.
Frances: *Yawn* Oh yes, Professor Enriquez I’m still on the line. Oh do tell me about the jock incident on campus this morning.... You’ve aroused my curiosity....
Semester crunching is not one of Frances’ many skills, as we see here.
Frances: How in the ever-loving SHIT am I supposed to get ALL of this done by 1 AM? Who, with a stable mentality, thought such a time would be fit for a final exam? Dear me, I’m going to pop a blood vessel in my head.
Well well well! Lookie here! Frances’ locked want was to snag a spot on the Dean’s List and he also wanted to earn §100- two birds with one stone amirite? Sweet success, nothing less achieved from a Worthington. His exceptional work certainly didn’t disappoint his aspiration meter either hubba hubba ;-)
Frances: If I had a breakdown over final exam prep. I don’t have breakdowns over final exam prep bc I did. No I didn’t ❤️
So I’d say that concludes the first semester of freshman year, I installed a shorter uni mod after this because god knows I don’t have the patience to play through 72 simhours a semester. I have to keep reminding myself this isn’t even the beginning of the actual legacy, I can’t even imagine how that’ll start. Until then... ;-o
