This is one of the scenes from the short novel I'm still writing on.
Luna: Yes, I had only use a pencil for that one. It's selling at $200.
Leah: Cool. I don't even know why you invited me to your art gallery, Luna.
I can't even afford your 'cheapest' art piece. Anyway, where's that boyfriend of yours?
Luna: I don't know... it's been two hours. I better go check the door.
Ryan: Hey...Luna.... Sorry I'm late.
Luna: Is that blood on your face? God, Ryan. Not again.
Ryan: Save your nagging for later, I think I heard my bones break.
yay sims
*confetti*
yay sims
*confetti*