Another day off! Honestly, Layla was eager to get back to work, but her “boss” had told her to take a break, spend some time in the field meeting new people. And it couldn’t hurt, right?
She’d invited Abe along again, but even though she thought he was hot, things just didn’t seem like they were working out between them. They just didn’t have all that much in common.
She did see something interesting, though! A plantsim! Playing a pollen trick right before her eyes! So cool, she just had to introduce herself.
(Misty is part of @nostalgiaaftersimming‘s townie pool! I added them because I wanted some aliens in Shellcastle, and the pool had a few pointy-eared sims I figured I’d make into plantsims for a bit of variety…)
Layla: That was awesome! I'm Layla, by the way.
Misty: Nice to meet you, Layla. I love your pink jacket.
Layla: Aw, thank you! See, I knew you were a person of taste. Your outfit rules.
Misty: I know, right? Aren’t I rocking the whole “elegant-but-with-an-edge” vibe?
Layla: You are, you are.
Misty: So, not to be a total creep, but I’ve heard a lot about you!
Layla: All good things, I hope. Wait - who from???
Misty: I’m supposed to keep it a secret! But I’ll say a certain someone is happy with your work so far, and I hold a lot of sway with them. Maybe I could put in a good word, get you a promotion…
Layla: I mean, that sounds deeply suspicious but I guess I’m not complaining.
Misty: Perfect!
Layla: Hey you! Want to get some lunch? I’d kill for something to eat but my fridge back home is pretty empty and I can’t really cook.
Roisin: Haha, maybe I can give you lessons some time. I’m kind of a good cook.
Layla: Really, how good?
Roisin: Oh, you know… do you ever watch the Yummy Channel?
Layla: Wait, wait. I knew you looked familiar! Kelly’s Kitchen??!!
Roisin: I think you might be onto something with the alien theory. They say people who are abducted sometimes come back younger.
Layla: Exactly! Are there are so many around here, right?
Roisin: But I know a few of the local aliens - they seem nice. They’re fleeing from their home planet, most of them, so I doubt they’re in league with the pollinators.
Layla: Unless that’s what they want us to think?
Roisin: I guess you can’t rule it out.
Roisin: Oh, you’re one of those desert-for-dinner sims.
Layla: Haha. I never have room for desert if I eat first, and I was craving sweets. Is it offensive to you, as a restaurateur?
Roisin: A little!
Layla: Of course, we might be barking up the wrong tree with the alien theory, it could be something more paranormal in nature, or… hey, top hat! Knock it off, buddy, or we’re calling the cops!!
Layla’s woken up in the middle of the night by Abe ringing her doorbell. But no sooner has she greeted him (very enthusiastically, mind you!) he makes his excuses and leaves.
It wasn’t a booty call, then? So why wake her up in the middle of the night, what the fuck? Men and their goddamn mixed signals!!
Actually, in the cold light of day, Abe’s behavior last night seemed kind of suspicious. She casually checked up on his apartment (everything looked normal, but it might merit further investigation…) before leaving for work.
Just as promised, Layla got a promotion! Now she was finally on the inside - with full access to the crime scenes. A great opportunity, to be sure, but she was still about as suspicious of her so-called “coworkers” as she was the actual suspects.
Layla: Oh, hey! Kurt! No, look, listen, I didn’t mean to ghost you, I’ve just been super busy with this whole case…
Layla: Yeah, I’m CSI now! It’s pretty fuckin’ cool. This body today, right? According to forensics he’d already been dead for six years! But witnesses saw him get gunned down, so- shit, I’m probably not supposed to talk about this. Anyway, what are you up to?
Layla: Oh, babe, I already made plans tonight! How about tomorrow night instead?
(She does keep rolling date wants and even a flirt want about Kurt unprompted, but before I had a chance to give him a call she’d got another outing invite. Next time!)
Layla’s roughest night out yet - getting robbed by the very person who invited you? :(
Layla gets into an argument with this group, not pleased about having her wallet stolen! She issues a word of advise to her pal Roisin about these people then gets outta there.
Aw, a love letter from Kurt! She really needs to get around to asking him out again. Maybe tomorrow night…