First, to bring everyone up to date: I was able to obtain a bag of cat food at the regular grocery store yesterday. I have been forgiven. For now.
When we last left Dean, he had just (accidentally) pledged to the Tri Var sorority. The ladies are not so great at doing their homework, but they do know how to pass the time.
By blowing bubbles, of course. You know college kids and their bubble blowers! Always with the bubbles.
I cringe whenever I send a Sim to college. College is an additional 24 days added onto your Sim’s life, and with so few college-related obligations, it’s a perfect time to beef up their skill levels. This is great from a strategic perspective, and also for knitting, but incredibly boring for the human controlling the game.
I believe the kids call this “grinding.”
Anyway, when not ensconced in the library with his textbooks, Dean took time out to catch fireflies.
I also sent him out to the nightclubs a few times, to look for a lady friend.
One of the delightful things about the Sims 2 is that the characters you aren’t playing can show up on lots as NPCs. One night, Dean ran into his great-uncle, Baxter Shin.
This kind of interaction is possible because when you’re busy playing Lot A, the Sims on Lot B go into stasis and don’t age. In The Sims 3, your Sims will continue to age even when you aren’t playing them. I still haven’t decided how I feel about that.
I also sent Dean out one winter to build a snowman. He built a devil snowman (his choice). Later that day, the penguin stopped by, and talked to Dean’s snowman about crime.
Meanwhile, the clock was ticking. As Dean approached his junior year in college, I started wondering if I would have to set him up with a date through the Gypsy, as I had for his father before him. I had sent Dean out into the world several times, but he hadn’t encountered a female Sim with whom he had chemistry.
One day while he was fixing breakfast, he randomly rolled a Want to “flirt with someone.” Since his aspiration meter was low, I decided to have him flirt with the first Sim who walked past.
His sorority sister Brittany Upsnott awoke and came downstairs. I commanded Dean to goose her. (So rude!) To my great surprise, they both fell instantly, madly in love with one another.
To be fair, I know of at least one case where that kind of thing happened in real life, too.
The summer of Dean’s senior year in college was a brutal one. First, Tiffany collapsed of heatstroke in the upstairs bathroom. I know not why. I think she was taking a shower.
Fortunately, Dean was able to revive her by dousing her with a glass of water. But the possibility of a dousing came too late for poor Heather, who went hot tubbing in the heat of the day.
(In case you were wondering: no, her surviving roommates did not automatically receive straight As after her death.)
Finally, Dean graduated from college. I had him loiter around the sorority house for 2 more days, until Brittany could graduate as well. Then Dean returned to the family home.
I bet he’s wondering why his house is filled with a bunch of old people who stubbornly refuse to die.