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That was the moment when I realized she hated him. He tried to give her a hug, and she struggled and walked off across the room. At first I was shocked. I had made her especially to fall in love with him, and she was having none of it. But then I though that maybe I could have a little fun with this. I clicked on her and told him to "Give back rub." If she didn't want a hug from him she surely wouldn't want a back rub. Sure enough, she got mad and walked away. Next I told him to give her a passionate kiss. She slapped him and their friendship score went down even lower. Excellent. But then, alas, I had to eat dinner. I left the program running to see if anything interesting would happen while I was gone. I expected her to just go home, and him to make dinner, set the oven on fire, smell himself and complain about not being clean (even though he's perfectly capable of using the shower without me telling him to do so), then having to use the restroom but waiting too long so he would go on the floor and cry about it. I love this game. But this guy was getting boring. He had a nice house, but no one liked him. He had no friends at all. I resolved, after I came back from dinner, to kill him. It's much more satisfying that evicting them, and all the furniture stays where it is. I was watching myself build a small room in the yard, tell him to go inside, get rid of all the doors, them set off a rocket and watch him burn. I lamented the fact that he didn't live with anyone, and so there was no one to plead with the Grim Reaper for him and turn him into a zombie. Oh well. Killing 'em is fun anyway. After dinner, I got quite a shock. Like I guessed, the girl was no longer there, but my guy wasn't there either. I zoomed out to see where he had gone, and laughed out loud. He was in the hot tub. The heart shaped hot tub. And he wasn't alone. But his ex-non-girlfriend wasn't the other one in the tub. It was Monica, from Friends. (Yes, I made the Friends.) She hadn't even met him before, and there they were, naked in the tub. |
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