This week began with the death of Grayson’s wife Francisca. There are only so many “slots” in the household, so Grayson will have to live out the rest of his immortal life alone.
I hate it when they beg. It’s just so pitiful. It makes me feel bad for being relieved that they’re finally leaving, because I’m usually pretty bored of them by the time they get old.
After taking Francisca’s life, the Grim Reaper sacked out on the top bunk bed and read for a while. (Weird!)
Since Olivia serves no useful purpose, I decided she should at least start drawing down a salary. She loves that Athletic stuff, so I signed her up for the military.
She doesn’t look too thrilled about it.
In order for Bentley to complete a challenge, I finally had to break down and buy them a television.
It pleased me when Grayson ignored it in favor of reading a book. What a lovable dweeb!
A few days after her death, Francisca returned to haunt the property. Most ghost spouses have lost their relationships, but Francisca showed up as his fiancee.
(And can I point out? Pretty nice butt, for a dead old lady!)
They flirted for a while, but the sun rose before it went very far. Francisca had to disappear back to her urn.
Bentley’s career now lets him write lurid articles about the neighbors, after he rummages through their trash for evidence. Fun!
I got distracted writing out some checks and paying some bills. When I looked up, Bentley had finished rummaging through the neighbor’s trash, and wandered up the road to the Prosper Lounge. In his stylin’ powder blue tuxedo!
The bouncer bounced him. He loitered in the lobby for a while until he got tired.
And what do you do when you get tired? Why, you whip out your sleeping bag and go to bed! OBVIOUSLY.
Back at home, Olivia had jumped to the Science career track. Still spends her evenings dancing alone, though.
Since Grayson earned immortality before he grew into an Elder, he doesn’t have the ability to retire from work with a pension. Can you imagine working for all eternity?
Would it help soothe the misery if you, like Grayson, earned §588/hour? (And got to wear an awesome hat?)
And then the day finally came when Olivia grew into an Elder. She’ll die of old age soon. Lonely, unloved, and kind of useless. Sorry, kiddo.
But for Grayson and Khloe, it’s time for the Weekly Sparkle Dinner of Immortality!