It was a pleasant snowy evening in Riverview; quiet and peaceful. After all, it was close to Snowflake Day and all the sims were happy, except for those who had late-night business at City Hall - yeah...have to pay the municipal taxes or else the property might get seized and auctioned off and that would be a nasty Snowflake Day present; to find that you no longer have a roof over your head. Merry Snowflake Day. Pay your taxes. This has been a public service message from your friendly neighbourhood tax-man.
There's also no accounting for random lightning strikes (courtesy of the Creator). Yeah, the Creator has a bone to pick with aliens. Yes, he's xenophobic. "Quit abducting my creations..." ZAP!
...and if that didn't get the message through...try a meteor on for size.
~Creator Aside~ "You know...it's been real quiet lately as far as UFO abductions...I wonder why?" ~evil grin~
...and of course, the gigantic space rocks helped my Chosen Sims out immensely.
In the morning, Caitlin aged up to full adult.
For once, her father, Dougal, was there with her to celebrate.
...and she became a mature adult, pretty much like the rest of the adults in the house.
...and as soon as the Creator figures out just how long of a life-span that he's going to allot these sims for their legacy lifespan, things will get evened out as far as regular birthdays are concerned.
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