The Life & Times of Kris Sears #2: Fated Meeting


Our tale begins one afternoon in Spring, at a small little coffee shop. Melanie wanted nothing more than to be at work, but she was maxed out on overtime and unable to trade in her day off. Instead, she decided to partake in her second favorite past time – coffee. As usual, the coffee shop was steadily filling with people as the sun rose higher into the sky. None of them caught her eye, all familiar faces that she’s seen a million times before. But today was a bit different – there was one man she had never seen before in town, a man covered in tattoos and piercings.

While his appearance did shock her because she wasn’t used to seeing sims like him, she just shrugged it off and got her drink before settling down on one of the stools. She was thinking of all the reports she could be filling out or filing.

Unknown to her, she had caught the mysterious man’s eye, as well. Something about her drew him in but he wasn’t entirely sure why. Maybe it was the aloof way she held herself? Or perhaps it’s the attitude she had given the barista when he her half-assed her drink? Possibly because she slightly resembled the old faded photo of his mother from fifteen years ago? Whatever the reason, he had an urge to talk to her.

At first, she ignored his advances, giving him only short, cold answers, but the more he tried, the more she started to warm up to him.

His name, she learned, was Greg Philips and he had this charisma about him that just seemed to draw her in. He seemed like the typical bad boy that you’d see in movies, full of charm and easily making her laugh. Melanie was never the type to care about relationships and the thought of marriage made her feel sick to her stomach, but what harm was having a little fun? She didn’t have work today and it would be a good way to pass the time.

Greg knew all the right things to say. It was as if he could see straight into her soul, grabbing her heart and tugging her closer to him. She couldn’t explain what she was feeling. Was it love? Was it just lust? Whatever it was, she didn’t want it to end.

Time seemed to pass by quickly and in the blink of an eye, the two were sharing a bed together, enjoying each other’s embrace. At that moment, nothing else seemed to exist. It was just the two of them, lost in overwhelming emotion.


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