#saffronzaire

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"Oh, you've got to try the cake. It's buttercream and molding chocolate and stuff, not fondant-"

oh, it's not fondant!

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"*whimper*"

"Sorry about that, Wally. I swear, we do feed Blue at home-"

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"Lars, you don't even know how cute you are. 3, do you have a Simsta for him?"

"0f cours3?"

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"Rrrf!"

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"Also, you don't want a baby. You just like drama."

"I like drama? You're the one that blew up my whole spot over dinner."

"There's literally three of us here. Besides, I tell Prav everything."

"Is that where you are in your relationship with Dexter? Would you tell him you were raising another sim's child?"

" . . . look, I'm not seriously considering it. It's just that Rudolph wants, like, six kids, and would it really be so bad if I helped him out-"

"Oh my god, Baz! Okay, see, this is what I was talking about. You need to get that voice out of your head. You're not Dol's incubator."

"Maybe you should distance yourself from him, if you want things to work out with-"

"I could try, but he lives downstairs."

" . . . you're such a disaster. Is Apollo moving into the building, too?"

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"I'm not going to tell you what to do because you're not fourteen any more, but I always thought you really liked Dex. You guys hung out all the time even before you started dating, right? And he did the art for your big project last semester? I always thought that was because he had a crush on you."

"Dexter's amazing. I was actually thinking about asking him to marry me next year, but then Dolph moved to the city, and . . . there's just something about him? Whenever he's around I just-"

"You know, when Dad was i high school there was this whole big scandal about Rudolph's dad accidentally love-poisoning Uncle Harper?"

" . . . that doesn't sound like Dol at all."

"I'm not saying it would be on purpose, I just think you have to keep your wits about you when the O'Doyles are involved. Don't let a weird aura ruin another good relationship for you."

" . . . okay, sure, great advice but what would you say if you heard I'd been throwing up every morning for the past week and that Dex and I have been long-distance this semester-"

" . . . Prav! Is dinner ready yet?"

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"There you are! I would have called emergency services if I hadn't gotten your text. Where have you been?"

"Spelunking!"

"Spelunking?"

"I'm afraid I'll need new work. There was an incident at the paper, and a demotion, and a coworker who is very intent on drawing me forth from our marriage bed, and between all of that-"

"You quit?"

"I quit. And on the way out I met a friend who was going off to photograph a spelunking expedition, and since I felt exactly like crawling into a hole in the ground-"

"How very literal of you."