Is this how things are “supposed” to be?
Tag: nova legacy
Everyone has secrets… agendas…their own ideas about how things are “supposed to be.”
Cupid: Trust me, I know. Just… [sigh]
Ume: Just, what?
Cupid: You’ve got a lot of emotion connected to this operation. Don’t do anything stupid.
Ume: Hmm… that depends on what you consider to be stupid.
Cupid: [scoffs] You’re a real pain in my ass, you know?
The people around you aren’t always who you expect them to be.
Ume: When else would we catch all of them in the same place? They’re too careful for that. We can’t risk one of them getting spooked and running off. Not with how long it took to build this case.
Cupid: You’re right. It doesn’t make me feel any better about doing it though. Anyway… looks like it’s show time. Ready, kid?
Ume: I’ve been ready for years.
But life isn’t ever what it seems…
Cupid: Captain just confirmed. We have a squad covering all points of the entrance. This place is on complete lockdown.
Ume: Good. It’s about time we got them.
Cupid: Yeah… I wish there was another way. Doing it at a wedding seems like poor taste.
Outside Walnutburg Cathedral – 5:12 P.M.
I never expected to end up here.
We’re all just pawns to fate, being moved about the board of life wherever it sees fit. All of your hopes, expectations… plans… they’re nothing more than dust in the wind.
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you. You can plan all you want, but in the end… we never really how things are going to turn out.
[music in the distance]
Altair: I guess that’s my cue.
Clover: You ready?
Altair: As ready as I’ll ever be.
Clover: Let’s knock their socks off.
Clover: You’re going to go out there, be the prettiest damn bride any of them have ever seen, and everything is going to be fine. I promise.
Altair: [laughing] Okay, okay.
[footsteps]
Clover: Hey, look at me. Take some deep breaths.
[deep breathing]
Clover: You’ve got this, Altair.
Berrybloomsims 