Chapter 2.1: No Point in Waiting

Claude is too busy jamming to notice his youngest daughters growing up. Moira is thrilled, though she desperately needs a shower. Growing up is hard work.

Amira thinks that perhaps time has forgotten her. Maybe she'll get another day or 2 or 50 to enjoy being young and carefree.

And then, as certain as the sun rises every morning, she too is covered in sparkles as her body pulls and stretches.

It's undeniable. She's reached adulthood.

She goes back to the kitchen and cooks.

It is not as calming as she had hoped.

Though the products of her labor are tasty.

If she can make enough money, maybe she can finally make a name for her family. Maybe she can pay their bills and grow an empire that no one would question. Maybe her nieces and nephews won't be made fun of like she was. And maybe, just maybe, she can put some of the hoity-toity sims in town in their proper place. Amira wants money and respect and she's determined to get it now that adulthood has grasped her.

The Llama Corp. Shipping Co. building looks all but abandoned but she's heard the whispers around town. She knows what she'll find here and it is exactly what she's looking for.

Amira rushes through her meeting so she can get to her graduation.

Taking Varinia's limo to graduation.

"What's happening dudes?"
Varinia tries not to roll her eyes at Jesse. She'll never understand what Leila sees in him and only hopes that he's a better sim than she thinks.

Out of nowhere a paparazzo appears and starts taking photos of the family. Being hit movie composers has made them D-list celebrities. Sadly, in Twinbrook that's akin to being mega stars.

Graduated. Job secured. This adult thing isn't nearly as scary as she thought it would be.

Marriage. Babies. The whole world at my fingertips! Moira is thrilled.

Marques delayed graduation so that he could walk across the stage with Moira.

"Marques! I want to become an artist and travel the world."

"You'll be a great painter. We can go wherever you want as long as we're together."
Amira takes notes. She's not sure how to bring up marriage again now that she's older than Michael.

A promise.

"But first we should get married!"

"So, will you marry me, Marques? Travel the world with me? Build a family with me?"

"Yes. of course!"

"I can't believe you proposed! You beat me to it," Marques admits.
"No point in waiting," Moira giggles. "The future awaits us!"

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Amira Van Hofwegen
Athletic
Clumsy
Kleptomaniac
Shy
Hot-Headed
LTW: Become a Master Thief

Moira Van Hofwegen
Good
Artistic
Adventurous
Rebellious
Loves the Outdoors
LTW: Great Explorer

Marques Jones-Goode
Artistic
Clumsy
Gatherer
Hot-Headed
Slob
LTW: Star News Anchor