these are old pics now but hello

still spending most of my free time house flipping

still flipping houses

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thank u for the tag @eulaliasims !

Tagging: idk anyone who hasn’t done it yet so take this as me tagging u!

I’ve been playing houseflipper for the first time (late ik) and am having a lot of fun

“Thank you for coming tonight, Holden. I’m sorry that we barely got a chance to talk.”

“That’s fine, I much prefer to watch this kind of chaos from the sidelines, anyway.”

“Well, I hope you’ve got your headguard ready, because every second you’re seen talking to me in public the more likelihood that you’ll be brought into this fight at some point.”

Listening to Aaron confidently charm his way out of any Marsha related questions made Alina realise something. Man, did he remind her of Owen. 

How could two people who had barely spoke since high school have managed to meet and marry practically the same man?

“What made you decide to move here, then?” Alina asked, keeping her forced smile present.

“We were sick of the constant rain in the city, and Marsha has been desperate to come back here pretty much since she left.”

“The weather you say? Well, it’s nice to know that fanning the flames of a thirty year vendetta isn’t Marsha’s only aim, huh?”

“And I hope you don’t drink coffee!” Ellie burst out laughing, “The water here is horrible. It tastes like dirt.”

“I’m not a big coffee drinker, actually.” Celine replied, nonplussed, “And what can really be the difference between here and the inn?”

Why did I let Marsha talk me into this? Aaron wondered as he saw his niece being harassed by one of the townsfolk, That’s the last time I let Marsha plant ideas in my brain after a few bottles of wine.

“This house is haunted, you know.”

“Huh?” Celine didn’t know this over-eager woman, who was she and why was she smiling like that while talking so intently about the paranormal? 

“Haunted. You know, ghosts, ghouls, spooky things. They’re everywhere.”

“I have been working hard already to make this town the best it can be. In fact, I’ve already invested my own funds in building a new town hall. Something that, to be blunt, should have been Alina’s first goal after the last one was knocked down.”

“An apology? Is that really good enough?” Marsha had taken a different approach to her campaign, one which she hoped would work in time, “Alina has spent the last four years as mayor locked up in this house hiding from the world. Keeping secrets from you all as a town, and quite frankly, choosing to apologise now is too late.”

Marsha knew her tactic would turn people off initially, but as more and more of the townsfolk made their way inside before she could even get to the meat of her speech, she knew she had to find a way to draw them back in.

does everyone who plays MM get the urge every now and again to delete their whole DLs folder and play alpha/realistic-only???

“Hello, everyone. I hope you’ve all had a great evening so far.” Alina was surprisingly nervous, the faces of her town watching her intently as she tried to prove that she was the one who deserved the next four years.

“I know during the last twelve months I haven’t been as attentive as I should, and that many parts of my personal life that I’d have preferred to keep private have found themselves at the forefront of my appearance. But if I can guarantee one thing, it is that if you elect me to keep running this town for the next four years, I won’t let a single personal conflict get in the way of ensuring that this town prospers. That is a promise I give to each and every one of you.”