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2: McMaster – ‘Closing Time’

Sheila McMaster (Elder), Patrick McMaster (Adult), Noreen McMaster (Adult), Kelly McMaster (Young Adult), Philip McMaster (Child)

Sheila and Noreen sat on the couch watching soap operas as they did every day.  Noreen, despite being a couch potato, felt the need for something more.  She just felt like she should be doing more.

“Maybe we should go to the park or something.”

“Ha!” Sheila laughed.  “Are you kidding?  Those park benches are rough on an old woman’s behind.  No, I’m quite happy here on my couch, thanks.”

“I just feel like we should be doing something…”

“Maybe we could help Philip with his homework.  He’s been struggling a bit lately.” Noreen said after a thoughtful pause.

“Homework?  Pah!  Been there, did that–no thanks.  Don’t you know that’s the bonus of being old?  You never have to go to school again.”

Noreen sighed.  “Well, how about–”

“How about you be quiet,” Sheila interrupted her before she could finish, “and let an old woman watch her shows!”

Noreen didn’t spend all her time loafing about on the couch with Sheila.  She spent a good bit of her time with Philip.  She made sure that she read to him every night before bed.  Patrick was still pretty absent, so she wanted to make sure Philip knew he was loved.

He was a pretty well-adjusted kid, though, so he probably didn’t need the extra effort.  He was a bit more like his father than his mother, he saw the logic in things before he considered the emotions behind them.

When Patrick wasn’t busy sleuthing for strangers, he was nosing into his younger sister’s business.  He grilled her over breakfast about Dominic.

“It was just a movie!” Kelly protested.  “It wasn’t a date at all.  He’s kind of seeing Asha Steel.”

“Just keep your guard up.  Guys like that aren’t looking for long-term commitment.  They eat girls like you for breakfast.”

Kelly sighed.  “I can take care of myself, thanks.”

At this, Patrick laughed.  “Sure, sis.  You’ve always been great at doing that…”

Kelly was putting tack on Old Roy when Oskar came sauntering around the house.  After her conversation with Patrick, she really wanted a break from all the guy drama she had currently been dealing with.  She had been trying to avoid any confrontation with Oskar, but it seemed he wasn’t going to allow her to bow out gracefully.

“What are you doing here?” She asked.  She had tried to be assertive, but it just came out sheepish.

“You can’t avoid me forever, Kelly.  We have work to do.”

“Fine, but why couldn’t you just call?  You shouldn’t be here.”

“I wouldn’t have had to come if you would answer my calls.”  He walked up to Old Roy and gave him a pat on the head.  “This is a good horse.”

Kelly snorted derisively.  “What do you know about horses?”

“Not a whole lot, but enough,” Oskar said, allowing Old Roy to size him up before he attempted to mount.  It wasn’t graceful, but it got the job done.  He laughed.  “It’s been years since I’ve been on a horse!”

“Oh geeze, would you get down?  That’s my grandma’s horse and they tried to take him, too.  If she sees you on him, she’ll kill you!”

Oskar grinned, running his hand down Old Roy’s long, muscular neck.  “The horse would pay off some debts, that’s for sure.  Does she race him?”

“She did, back before this mess and her hip issues,” Kelly replied, her voice hesitant.  “Would you just get down already?  You’re making me nervous.  Old Roy isn’t a good horse for beginners.”

“Fine, fine,” Oskar relented, moving to dismount.  He slipped and ended up landing on his backside on the ground.  He grumbled.

“Ha!  See?  Stick to the city… leave the horses to us country folk.”

“Fair enough.”  Oskar said, moving to his feet.  The fall had nearly knocked the wind out of him.  “Before I go, though… you should consider coming to the city this evening.  I’m being forced to throw a party for our financial backers in honor of the project.  The director wants you there.”

“Why didn’t he tell me that?”

“When has he ever told you anything?  It’s at 10.”

“I might be busy.”

“I think you’ll make time for your career.”

Kelly did make time, but she had some unnecessary baggage tagging along.  It was Patrick, of course.  He had insisted on coming along, just for support’s sake.  She knew that wasn’t it at all, he just wanted to size up one of the men in Aperture Industries’ pocket.

“You didn’t have to come.” Kelly grumbled as the elevator climbed to the top floor.

“Penthouse, eh?  Go figure.  I can’t wait to see this place.  I bet it screams ‘tax fraud.'”

Kelly rolled her eyes and did her best to ignore him.

Kelly was surprised by the throng of well-dressed people clustered in the penthouse.  She made her way through and found Oskar waving her over.  He was away from everyone else.  She knew he had kids, but she didn’t see them anywhere.  She felt extremely nervous being on his home turf like this, surrounded by ‘his’ kind of people.

“You look sick,” Oskar commented, bringing her out of nervous thoughts.

“I am.  I didn’t think you meant this many people…”

He laughed.  “Do you want to leave?”

“Are you serious?  This is for work!”

“They’ll never notice… just give me a second to dump this stuffy jacket.”

Oskar and Kelly snuck out and went down the street to one of the fancy lounges.  Kelly had never been inside.  In fact, she hadn’t been out in a club since she moved back home.  She wasted no time making use of Oskar’s funds, grabbing quite a few delicious cocktails.

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat anything?  You’ve drank quite a bit, Kelly.”

“I’m fine,” she snapped, taking another drink.  “I’m making up for lost time.”

After her fourth drink, Oskar looked at the bartender and motioned to have her cut off.  Kelly saw this, despite her blurring vision, and yelled at him:

“Hey!  I’m right here, you know!”

“Oh, trust me, I couldn’t begin not to notice.  You’re bobbing on that stool.  Why don’t you sit somewhere more stable?  I don’t need you cracking your head open under my watch.”

Kelly begrudgingly allowed him to guide her towards the couches.  She landed ungracefully, her unfortunate choice of dress nearly betraying her modesty.  Oskar took the drink from her and set it out of her reach.

“I’m Hydrophobic, not a little girl.  You don’t have to try and take care of me.”

“Obviously, because you’re doing a stellar job of that yourself.”

Oskar’s dry humor was lost on Kelly.  She pursed her lips–or tried to, given her inebriated state–and made a face.

“You’re so mean.  You think just because you save me from drowning you can judge me.  You can’t.  You’re just some rich guy with delinquent kids who tries to control everyone else around him!”

He sighed.  “You’re clearly very drunk.  Maybe you should–”

“Pfft!” Kelly spat, quite literally.  She stumbled up and back over the bar.  She didn’t bother waiting for the bartender, she stretched over the bar and grabbed one of the bottles herself.  It was lucky most of the patrons had left, as Kelly had given the room quite a show with her bending over in a tiny skirt.

“Here,” Oskar said, hanging the bartender a small wad of money.  “This should cover it.  Don’t bother calling the cops, I’ll take care of it.”

The bartender grumbled and counted the money.  “Fine, but don’t let it happen again… and get that girl under control, would ya?  My job is hard enough as it is.”

“Do you have any coffee?” Oskar asked, hoping for something to sober her up.  He really hadn’t intended for her to get wasted, he simply wanted to spend more time with her.

Kelly fell into the chair next to him, another drink in her hand.  She’d taken it from one of the other lingering patrons.  She gulped it down before Oskar could snatch it away from her.

“I don’t need coffee!”

“Yes, yes you do.” He argued, but it was fruitless.  She grabbed him and pulled him out of the chair before the bartender could set the cup down.

She pulled him over to the dance floor.  She was surprisingly strong despite her stature.  She was also very drunk.  She stumbled and Oskar caught her.  There was a tense moment where he held her very close and she didn’t move.  Despite himself, he pulled away and tried to regain his composure.

“Kelly, I think you need to go home.  Do you want me to call your brother?”

“No way, all he’ll do is lecture me,” she said, moving closer to him.  “I could just go home with you.”

“Absolutely not, you’re drunk.”  He said, his tone harsher than he had intended.  It was too late, the damage was done.  She pulled back, visibly hurt.  Her hurt quickly turned to rage.

“I’m not stupid!”  She snapped, her voice loud enough to be heard over the music by those nearby.  “You don’t have to treat me like some stupid, little girl!”

“Then stop acting like one,” he said firmly, quickly moving to stabilize her as she wobbled.  She pushed him off.

“Just leave me alone!  You’re such a jerk!”

Oskar tried to catch her, but she was quick.  He wasn’t sure how she could move so quickly all of the sudden, but she did.  By the time he got into the elevator and into the lobby, she was gone.

Kelly’s burned off her adrenaline quickly, which just made her feel all the more woozy.  She ended up two blocks away, at the beach.  She sighed, her shoulders slumping.  The waves crashing against the beach made her feel sleepy.  She would have fallen asleep standing up if she hadn’t been too busy crying.

She just wanted to be left to make her own choices, for better or worse.  Why couldn’t anyone understand that?


It was Dominic.  The beach wasn’t far from his townhouse and he often came down in the late hours for a swim in the nearby pool.  He just happened to be there when Kelly came stumbling by.  He hadn’t recognized her until he got close enough to see her face.  She was visibly wasted.

He grabbed her hands, trying to help her stay upright.  Her heels weren’t doing her any good in the sand.

“Dominic?  It’s… really late…”

“Sit down and take your shoes off, you’re going to fall.”

She did as he suggested, not even bothering to argue.  Her head was swimming and the world had begun to spin around her.  She felt like she might be sick.  She dug her fingers into the sand, hoping to get some stability.

“Why is the world spinning?”

He laughed.  “You’re such a lightweight.  Are you okay?  Why are you wandering around drunk at 2am?”

“Stupid stuff.”

“Let me grab my clothes and we’ll get out of here.  Don’t go anywhere, okay?  I’ll be right back.”

“Yup.” Kelly said, giving in and letting her body fall flat against the sand.  She stared up at the stars and before she knew it, she was out.

She woke up in Dominic’s townhouse on the couch.  Dominic wasn’t far away.  He gave her a drink of water once she sat up.

“What time is it?”

“It’s 5am,” he said, allowing her to settle in next to him.  “You were out for two hours.  I tried to put you in the bedroom, but you kicked me.  You were yelling at me and calling me things.”

“Sorry,” she said sheepishly, resting her head on his shoulder.  “I think I drank a little too much.  Did you carry me all the way back here?”

He chuckled.  “You’re not that heavy and I wasn’t about to let the hobos have you.  You can’t just pass out anywhere here in the city–it’s dangerous.”

Kelly had only slept a short while, so the alcohol was still moving through her system.  She was seeing the world through a haze.  Not only that, her natural inhibitions were removed, making her more spontaneous.  It had been a very long and confusing night for her and all she wanted right now was to feel like someone actually valued her.

She moved closer to Dominic, who looked a little surprised by her sudden aggressiveness.

She kissed him before he could stop her and once she did, that was it.  It was like a stick of dynamite with a slow-burning fuse finally going off.

Kelly was practically on top of him before Dominic regained his senses and gently pushed her off.  She gaped at him, her entire body feeling like it was going to explode.

“By doing this, I let down every guy that ever was, but… we can’t do this.  You’re not just a girl, you’re my friend and as much as it pains me to say it, I respect you a little too much to sleep with you when you’re half in the bag.”

Kelly bit her lip, unable to argue with him.  Instead, she pulled away and readjusted her dress.

“Oh, my God,” she said gasped, finally catching her breath.  “I feel like such an idiot.”

“I should have just gotten a cab and took you home.”  Dominic admitted, feeling incredibly guilty and just plain… weird.

“I should probably go.”

“Yeah,” Dominic said, unable to face her completely.  “Just let me get you a cab first.  I don’t want you wandering off anywhere else.”

She blushed, tugging the hem of her skirt and trying not to feel like the world was about to open up and swallow her whole.  Her entire body was wracked with embarrassment.

The ride home had been a sobering one.  She had plenty of time to think about everything that had happened and she came to a decision–Oskar was right, she was acting like a stupid little girl–so she was going to stop it.  She crept in the back door of the farm house and got dressed before facing her mother.

She ignored Sheila’s worried countenance and went right into it.

“I’m moving out, mother.  Hydrophobia isn’t really that big of a deal, I’ll be fine.”

“But you can’t–”

“I’m an adult–I can and I am.  I’m going to look at places today, after work.  I love you, but I have to do this.  Please understand.”

She didn’t give her mother a chance to respond, as her carpool had pulled up.  She left the house feeling more empowered than ever.

While Kelly was taking charge of her life, Patrick was trying to repair his.  He was doing well as an Investigator, but the success had come at a cost.

Noreen was cleaning one day when he popped up out of nowhere and pulled her to him.  She blinked, but didn’t begrudge the attention.  It was past lunchtime, so there was no reason for Patrick to be home.  He was usually off snooping around and solving cases.

“I’m an idiot.  Forgive me?”

She smiled at him.  They had been together for years.  A little neglect wasn’t enough to drive that much of a wedge between them.  She kissed him before responding:

“I guess so.  Although, if you’re going to be home today… there’s something I might need your help with…”

Patrick quirked an eyebrow.  Noreen was the homemaker, she never needed help with anything.  She was a mini-Sheila, a master of all things.

She smirked.  “It’s a case, of sorts.  If you’ll just follow me down the hall, I’ll make sure you’re briefed thoroughly before you start…”

“A case, here?”

“Just shut up and come on,” Noreen teased, grabbing him by the arm.  “Geeze.  For being a detective you sure are oblivious.”


AH MAH GAWD!  Sorry this one is so long and so full of Kelly’s hot mess of man dramas.  Gee whiz.  She is hogging all my updates.  She just needs to make up her mind already!  Trying to find ways to explain her fickle heart is getting difficult.  For reference, TS3 sims are about as romantic as cardboard.  At least TS2 sims (even without ACR) rolled up crazy romantic wants… TS3 sims?  HA!  They’d rather skill FOREVER.  Sigh.

For those curious about gameplay behind my explanations–Kelly rolls up random wishes to go on dates with Oskar even though they are not even Romantic Interests.  Unfortunately, once I get her on a date with him, she acts like a little brat and ruins it.  I explain it as the age difference and the fact that he has money.  Of course, Dominic is her best friend, so she runs to him for comfort.  Even so, she has no romantic wishes for Dominic, but she does want to go on dates with Oskar, so I see that as her liking Oskar, but being afraid because he is 1) older and 2) rich.

Dominic popping up at the beach was not planned.  He seriously was just kind of there.  I figured he wouldn’t let her stumble around drunk, so she went home with him and asked to stay over.  I figured a drunk sim with her attractive male friend might try something, especially after her self esteem took a nose dive earlier in the night (where Oskar pushed her off).  I also wanted to see if they’d spin up romantic wishes, which they did not.  Instead, Kelly gets “Go on a Date with Oskar”.  Seriously?  Okay, I am taking that as law, then.  I figure Dominic doesn’t play second fiddle, so I had them stop before anything serious happened.  They are RI now, though, whereas she and Oskar are still just friendly.

Kelly’s formal dress is so tiny.  I need to give her another one.  She’s too modest for that tiny strip of cloth!

Oskar’s visit in the beginning of the entry was unplanned.  When he popped up, I noticed you could have sims give permission to ride horses and I love the awkward animations, so I had Kelly do it.  :P

As for Noreen and Patrick, they just RANDOMLY started rolling romantic wishes, so I indulged them.  I’m happy they finally realized they’re married.  :P  I’m glad Kelly has her own updates now so I can focus on the rest of the family.  Poor Philip, he just wants to be SEEN!

Also, Nraas’ Relativity?  FREAKING GOLD for clubbing.  Get it, folks.  You remember how your sims could never go clubbing because time passes like the speed of light?  Relativity solves that.  I turn down time to intervals of something ridiculous like 15 and it works like a charm.

6 comments to 2: McMaster – ‘Closing Time’

  • Oh Kelly!! I am super glad she’s moving out on her own, she needs space to explore her options in life. Patrick is a overbearing! I’m glad he came home to spend some time with his wife, and I am looking forward to seeing more of Philip. Man I don’t know who I want Kelly to pick! I like them both! And think Oskar might be more interesting, at least to read. I like their conversations more. I laughed at her hydro fear and being all “I’m moving out!” I can’t imagine letting that fear keep me leaving at home!! The horse move was great, evened the playing field with her whole pool bit.

    • Mao

      I loved referencing her hydrophobia! It always pops up in chat and whatnot. She is a total freak about it, apparently. I an also glad to have her out of the house so I can focus on the others LOL.

  • Oh, great update! I literally LOL’ed a few times!

    LOL, that’s so true about TS3 Sims! They really don’t roll the romantic wants as easy as the TS2 Sims seem to.

    I’m so torn with Kelly. I think she and Dominic would be good together – friendship is a good basis for a relationship, after all. But then, she seems like she’s more attracted to Oscar – those firey kind of relationships can often lead to romantic pairings as well. At least, they do in romantic comedies anyway!

    I can’t wait to see Kelly’s new place. I think that’s going to be a good move for her. I don’t know how she can doing anything with Patrick nosing around in her personal life constantly!

    • Mao

      I am trying to let Kelly choose and not let my own judgement take over. I think she and Oskar would work out better because Dominic can’t seem to shake how he feels about Asha!

      Patrick is very nosey .. that’s why he’s a good detective haha!

  • Layla Sims

    Well, I’m catching up, slowly. LOL This episode was great too, but it should be so much better when Kelly gets her own place. Single sims who should be dating would usually demand more story space than a settled couple. Well, the needs are different anyway and Kelly really can be a story all by herself. LOL I hope she gains a bit more of a tolerance to alcohol (or juice). Dominic is right, she is a light-weight. haha.

    • Mao

      Haha, take your time. ;) Kelly really did need her own place. And you’re right, single dating sims need more flex room than couples! What a mess it was, trying to cover everyone at once!

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