Clover: So, what are you going to do now?
Altair: Oh berry, can we go like one outing without talking about my trainwreck of a love life?
Clover: At least you have one. I’m living vicariously through you right now.
Altair: Har, har. Well, I think it’s your turn now. I think I’m done.
Clover: That requires me actually socializing with human beings other than you.
Provence: What are you doing down there you silly goose?
Eto: Fishy!
Provence: Do you want to go see the sharks?
Eto: CHOMP!
Provence: I’ll take that as a yes. [giggles]
Clover: It’s really coming down out there. Good thing we didn’t pick the zoo.
Altair: I’ll say. You look as waterlogged as the fish behind me.
Clover: Thanks, I was trying for the whole beautiful mermaid aesthetic.
Altair: [laughs] Well, you’re rocking it.
Sometimes I wonder… what is the pont of it all? It seems like no matter what choices I make I end up starting over again.
I’d like to say that each time I came out a better person, but I’m not entirely sure of how true that is. I’m different, that’s for sure. The person I used to be is now nothing more than a ghost haunting my memories.
If there’s one lesson I’ve learned in life, it’s that things never go as you expect them too. It was a lesson I kept having to learn again and again.
Altair: I–I can’t. [quiet] I’m sorry.
Ume: I didn’t think so.
Ume: Not in the way I used to…
Altair: I can’t believe–
Ume: Can’t believe what? That after all of these years of being your second choice I might not want to be anymore?
Altair: How can you say that? That isn’t true at all.
Ume: Isn’t it though, Altair? Look at me and tell me that I’m the one you want here. If you can… then I promise you I will stay and find a way to make this work.
Ume: Is that really what you want?
Altair: It doesn’t really matter what either of us wants at this point, does it? The baby will be here any day now and we have to do what’s best for her.
Ume: Is it really best for her?
Altair: …
Ume: You know what it’s like to grow up with parents that don’t love each other… do we really want to put our child through that?
Altair: Are you saying you don’t love me anymore?
Ume: Is this what you really want?
Altair: What the fudge do you mean, “is this what I really want”?
Ume: You can’t pretend like you don’t feel it too… I don’t think either of us is happy with the way things are.
Altair: It’s not like any of this happened under ideal circumstances… I just thought that we would, I don’t know? Figure it out somewhere along the way.
Berrybloomsims 