Hello every, I’d like you to meet Dusty Rose. She’s new to Riverview. She just arrived from a no name town that had a total population of 170, now 169 Sims.
Life Time Wish: Gold Digger
Appearance
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Baby Blue
Skin Color: Light
Body Shape: Average
Started As: Young Adult
Sign: Scorpio
Traits
1.) Hopeless Roantic
2.) Great Frugal
3.) Charismatic
4.) Artistic
5.) Ambitious
Favorites
Music:
Food: Autumn Salad
Color: PinkLooking back I now see where I went wrong. It was the combo of all these traits which sent poor Dusty down the road she did. But it’s too late to turn back now.
“But whhhhy?”
Because you are way beyond help. I’m just catching everyone else up.
“Bitch.”
Get it out of your system now Dusty because you have a long journey ahead of you and I won’t tolerate this behavior. Whenever you’re done fantasizing about your future let’s move on. It was early morning when Dusty purchased her empty lot. She was left with so little that she couldn’t even afford four walls for a whole week. Very few pictures survive the massacre of Dusty the early days.
“Damn straight. Like I was going to let your fat ass keep those pictures. It was a depressing time.”
Watch your mouth. I managed to save a few of those pictures.
“Nooooo, you wouldn’t”
It’s called blackmail. Look it up. Alright while Dusty goes back to sulking I’m going to continue. It was an early morning and Dusty knew right away this was not going to be an easy legacy. She hadn’t even managed to find her clothes from the move and was stuck wearing her moving clothes for the longest time.
Doesn't she look happy.
“Bitch you lost my favorite top. I ought to cut you.”
Temper temper, there are impressionable eyes reading this.
“Know this. I would never have dressed so dowdy if I’d known SHE’d up and lose the shit.”
For that I am showing them the shack that took a week for you to afford.
“No! No! I’ll be good.”
Too late.
“And in my undies too. You’ll pay for this.”
Oh please. You go outside in much less than that.
“Yeah, but those panties make my butt look fat.”
Whatever. So Dusty spent the first day of her life, finding a job. We settled on the medical field. From there we went across to the pool and showered, then ate at the diner and then spent the day and late into the evening studying up on several skills including charisma, logic and cooking. Dusty was fascinated by charisma but it’s obvious that the logic never stuck.
“That was one good book. I even got to used it that day.”
This is true. So it was getting late and Dusty had been working real hard on getting some skills. I decided it was time to find true love. Dusty decided to find a good looking man.
Um who’s that Dusty?
“I think his name’s Hal. I’m asking him out to dinner. I’m craving Mexican.”
Hussy.
“I heard that and that hurts my feelings. I think this is true love. I mean look at those biceps.”
I sense this won’t be the last time I call you a hussy. They talked for quite a bit honestly, but it being Dusty it wasn’t exactly deep.
“Excuse me I asked very important questions. First and foremost. How big are those biceps?”
Dusty!
“Whaaaat?”
Manners!
*huffs*
I give up.
But it appears it worked and he even looks a bit shy admitting that he’s a Pisces. That or he’s getting a good look at her tits.
“Oh my god we’re compatible. I could so kiss you right now. But I need to tell you something before I even consider kissing you.”
Honestly Hal was so wooed by her I’m amazed he didn’t kiss her right there, but Dusty, you had something to say.
“Hal, I’ve never told anyone ever, but I’m secretly trying to become an artist.”
Not on my watch you need to earn money, not sit on your ass and paint. However Hal thought this was a wonderful topic and then went on forever over art. To the point they had forgotten dinner.
He finally remembered his stomach and needed to go eat.
Dusty needed to be up early the next morning so I sent her back to her one room shack to sleep. The following day Dusty kept wanting to get hold of Hal. But I wanted her to focus on her career for a bit. Within a few days she had jumped several levels in her career and I felt she could deal with some romance as a reward. After all she is a heartless romantic.... My bad I meant hopeless romantic.
“Bitch!”
Where’s the love?
*glowers*
Forget calling him, she was going to go find him and see him in person. He was around town when she spotted him.
“And I’m dressed in the same horrid outfit too.”
You’re poor and poor people can’t be choosers.
“Oh and he’s a cop. I’ve never done it with a cop before and you know I have a thing for cuffs.”
DUSTY!!!! That’s waaaaaaay too much info. But as it’s been a whole 4 days of knowing Hal it was bound to happen. They went directly back to his place where one thing led to another and another and another. I was near dawn before the fell asleep.
You must have been horny to ignore such hideous bedding.
“NO! I was just happy to be in a bed that didn’t face the toilet. No was the toilet even in the same room. It’s so refreshing here.”
She spent two nights at his place.
Only leaving when he had to go to work. Things were moving rather swiftly. Finally one day Hal met her outside of her work to take her out to dinner. They were both so excited they couldn’t hold it in.
Both of them had been promoted.
“He’s still poor. Please no more stalling!!!”
“Oh Hal, baby, I’m so excited for you I could jump your boner right now.”
Oi! Dusty!!! Now while you’re in public.
“What?”
I had at this point sworn not to cheat. But in this town there are no good looking poor guys. Except for Hal. I had to hurry before he got promoted again. Dusty’s not allowed to marry rich men. He was so taken by Dusty and with his promotion he was soaring. And Dusty was obviously anxious to keep him around. So in the high of the excitement Dusty did the only thing she could to
“Stud muffin will you marry me?”
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