valentine loophole / chirstian

Will has to try right? Maybe it was all the red hearts everywhere or is conscience. But it was Valentine’s Day and he had a fiancée. It’s probably more likely to be related to the fact they haven’t talked in days because she cannot live under the same roof of him before they are married.
He was still allowed to invite her over for dinner right? The house was almost done with remodeling. He couldn’t use the kitchen, not like he would have cooked anyways, so he ordered food in. All in black, waiting for his future wife with a single rose in his hand. He bought chocolate too and a bouquet, oh and a teddy bear, all hiding dans un garde-robe in case she wanted something else. Clearly he knew her well.
Candles on the table slowly burning. He kept looking at them melting, getting smaller and smaller, like his dignity.
@Christian Cole

For a virgin, Christian sure knew how to dress like a real - godly - slut. Lace, lipstick, and the right amount of skin on the right places, nothing was spared to make life for her fiancé hell on valentine's day. She had to test his limits. She had to know how much he loved her. She would figure all of that today. So was the plan, hers, and His.

She arrived a little late. She didn't care at all. Really, she barely noticed.

After one last boob check, perking everything up perfectly (like her boobs could move anyway), she rung the doorbell. The wait was long and the air was cold. Usually, she would have complained, as she liked to do, but today was different. The icy air had, well, an effect on her body, made some parts more obvious. God, clearly, was on her side. He was omniscient, but wanted her to know McCoy's true intentions. Before the door finally opened, she thanked him, looking at a cloudless sky. Baby. She said, with her most devilish smile and her body hugging Will's tightly.  

Christian was late. She was often late anywhere, but Church. Anyone can wait except God right? Ew. Will didn’t like that thought, but slowly this blond devil was getting through his brain somehow. When she finally knocked, he remembered why. Those… What holly word could he use to be christian-y to describe them?? Those boobs damn. Will was terrify of her, but she wasn’t reading his mind (yet). He could think about boobs. Booobiiiieeeees. Ok, I shut up. Happy Valentine’s Day. Was his way to say hello. Feeling a little anxious, mainly cause she’d say loud and clear what was wrong with what the planned.
You hungry? The food was waiting on the table in the container, not trying to hide his lack of cooking skills. Otherwise, she’d be a little upset in the long run. Letting her in, he took a second to give her the rose feeling silly after the huge they shared. You had a great day? Asking questions to fill the silent that made him real anxious. Like she was judging everything he did. Every breath he took. Smiling like an idiot trying to keep himself to look at those… You know cold boobies.  Not commenting on the way she looked, being scared she’d say something about jesus if he mentioned she looked cute tonight. (insert hot instead of cute)
@Christian Cole

Happy valentines day. She looked at him intensely for a second, and only one, before entering the house. She totally ignored his question about her hunger level, because, well, she wasn't a fat ass who would act famished. Christian, after all, was one to believe that she could survive on a diet of water and blessed flour wafers. Of course. I've been to church. It was an obvious answer for a Cole, on a day named for the saint patron of lovers. She, of course, wouldn't mention that she had had an outburst in the house of the lord, telling off one more pastor for his lack of rigor and belief in purity. Sinner was celebrating the wedding of DIVORCED PEOPLE THAT HAD SEX PRIOR TO MARRIAGE just after mass. Another false prophet. Another church marked off the list of possible locations for her own commitment to her willy. I swear we might have to get married at my dad's church. People here are crazy. Liberals I guess. To close to Canada. Blame Canada for tainting land once inhabited by the good puritans. Universal health care making folks think doctors were Gods. Fucktards.

Valentine’s day with his fiancé. You’d believe a man would be glad to talk wedding plan with his bride to be. But ew. He wasn’t hungry anymore thinking about that day coming faster than sims days go by. Le service est différent pour la saint-valentin? Maybe she’d be upset he doesn’t know, but Church is her thing, so he had to try to show some interest.
Was Willy scared? Maybe those eyes they could start has if nothing was was living inside this plastic barbie doll.
For good drama for the people of concord, this wedding couldn’t be in another town. She was picking everything anyways, the ceremony could be here right? Anyways, McCoy decided to do what he does best. Shut up and eat because it was a nice day so far, let’s not ruin it with his dumb ass opinion. She seemed decided not to eat. Too bad for her, there would be more for him. Sitting at the table après avoir tirer sa chaise like a future husband would, he decided to start alone. Do you like Concord so far, beside the churches issues? Anytime he’d speak up, he’d fear that stare. The one he’ll have to look into deeply and say yes.
@Christian Cole

The land had been tainted, and so had William's mind. Sure, by now Christian new he wasn't a regular at church, but still, that was a fucking dumb question, that would have been answered by going to two services in his life. You know the bible is long right? Two books. Full of stories. Of course it's different. I don't go everyday to watch the same episode. She wanted to roll her eyes, and she did, in her mind. Physically, however, she tried not to show any reaction. It was valentine's day, after all, and she needed to butter up her fiancé so he'd say yes at the alter. Maybe we could go together, tomorrow. You know, if I sleep over. Christian might have been a virgin, and know fuck all about biology, but she knew a little about farming. To grow a crop, you need to plant a seed. To build an infatuation, you need to plant an idea, and not let Mister get what he want before there's a ring on your finger. It's fine. I thought the people would be more patriotic, knowing the history of the place. Sitting down, she took a sip of water. What's with that obsession with cheese too? Christian didn't touch her plate. Watching her guy eat, and thinking about dairy was enough to make her feel bloated - and she didn't want that tonight. Not in that dress. Not in these undies.

Will loved in the past. He also had lots of empty relationship. He knew how to not really care and just go with it because it was more about passing time them an actual connexion. He once was a teenage boy. He still had some self esteem. He thought he’d grow out of daddy’s nest, but let’s face it money it a pretty comfy mattress. Will had gave up on finding love again and had to give up empty meaningless hookups for a wedding. And it’s a thing to say the wrong thing with a girl you’ll never see again. But the one that will but it in your face forever. It’s scary. Surtout que I’m pretty sure Christian would get it on his tombstone if it was bad enough. So even in the afterlife he can’t forget how much of a dumbass he was on earth.
I know. It’s still boring every time though. He thought it really loudly but kept it to himself. And no, he didn’t know the bible came with a sequel. A sequel he might have to read too at some point and that alone killed the mood. Even on a sexless valentine night.
We can, if you’d like. A few second passed before he realized she wanted to sleep here. I can sleep on the couch He didn’t want too. I mean maybe. If she sleeps with her eyes open he’d never sleep with the stare on him. But he hoped he spoke up fast enough for him to sound like it was genuine. That he didn’t think about something she’d never do before getting that ring on that finger.
I thought everyone loved cheese. It was always a win with his fiend girlfriend. You want me to do something else? (We might be surprised, Willy might be the best cook in my brain.) He didn’t know what she like and disliked. Maybe he should start with food preferences. What else beside cheese you don’t like? Sadly she didn’t know what sex thing she didn’t like, but anyhow it’s fine he’s a guy any position would do, right?

@"Christian Cole"

You will sleep on the couch. That was never even a question in her mind. After all, she was a Cole, not a slut. Christian knew very well what people did in their sleep, when their minds were unaware, their bodies possessed by the devil. Simply turning over, unconscious, could turn into unwanted cuddles, hands were they shouldn't be, and vows to God broken - That was what had happened to her sister Chastity, or so she'd said. I don't hate cheese. It was white people's food. She couldn't not like it. I'm just not obsessed with it to the point of having a festival about it. Concord's Cheese Parade worst offense was probably taking place in December, a month that should have been dedicated to Jesus, according to Christian. These lactose lovers were taking time, money, effort and light away from her precious baby in a manger, and that was not ok. Rotten milk wasn't as important as salvation. I don't want you to cook anything. It's not proper. Penises didn't belong in a kitchen. It was a woman's domain. Again, he was making her doubt his straightness. Next, William would ask her if he wanted to push one more dildo into his own derrière, proving once and for all his sodomite ways. Shrimps. I always feel like i'm crushing little brains in between my teeth. She grimaced, in her head, but strangely, her face didn't move much, as it was made of plastic. Your mom will have to send me her recipe book, so i can learn to cook for my future hubby. She smiled, not at him, but rather at the idea of herself, wearing a frilly apron, getting hot cookies out of the oven like the perfect housewife she was raised to be. Soon, her dream would come true. It was so close, she could almost taste it.

Is it inappropriate to touch yourself on the couch while your future lady friend is sleeping in your bed? Not that being that far from her turns him on (or maybe), but men have needs blablabla. Part of him wanted to get caught, maybe this will make her run before the big day. Thinking of the weirdest porn he could find to put on the tv when Christian insulted his religion. Cheeses festival are a thing here. And what not evil human doesn’t live for them? Vegans, we know Justine but even you would go hoping to pet a magical cow. I mean it’s a funny festival. He wanted to say a smelly festival but she wouldn’t have laughed like I do right now. (I almost wrote King just to piss him off being Christian… But this would also piss her off. Ivy loved that thing, you should give it a try. There you go Willy, make her change color like a mood ring or something.
Will wasn’t mad about not cooking. Not because of his matcho matcho man attitude (you need to sing the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZ1glxX1BiQ]song[\url] in your brain please). He is just a lazy ass ordering Postmates all the time. Who the fuck do you thing brought that meal here. I can Postmates some? Is it proper enough? Man, this dude really make me dumb. But it’s not like he could comment oh yeah, I know the feeling. If he ever did eat brain, Will is the guy that would rather not ever know about it. And if he liked it, feed it to him everyday, just leave out the kind of meat it is. I will call her tomorrow. Ew. Will loved his grandma recipes. Her mom food was like her personality. Plan. Like yogourt people get trying to be healthy but don’t enjoy any of it.
Les rénovations sont à ton goût? It wasn’t done, but she basically picked everything. Nothing was au goût de monsieur à part le garage dans lequel il ferait semblant d’être manuel. Look at those hands though, these aren’t handyman hands. There are I’m a dumbass that pay people to do things for me. Oupsy, Willy’s eye went somewhere they shouldn’t but his soon to me wifey didn’t put them that high by accident. Impossible.
@Christian McCoy