TW: Milly’s Story contains Coercive Behaviour
Milly rubbed her neck and shoulders. She squeezed the muscle, letting it slide between her fingers. The tension built up seemed worse since arranging to meet with Eliza. The presence of the handsome blue-haired stranger waiting for her did not help. She could hear the distant conversation between Azure and the babysitter. Her churlish laugh as he discussed ideas to improve their fitness. Milly could feel her stomach twist as she tried on dresses. She needed one that made her feel pretty. To avoid glancing at the babysitter, at eighteen years old and in possession of a slender frame. Milly, with her squishy, rounded figure, felt uncomfortable and unattractive. It made no sense she would care. Hunter loved her. He claimed to prefer the curvier woman.
Hunter had a gig in the city at the Skyline Lounge. They showcased talent from across Sim Nation. The competition yielded financial rewards and fame. They would perform alongside famous bands at a Charity concert in Sulani. It would be an all-expenses paid holiday for them and their family. Hunter stressed the importance of this opportunity for his and their future. Milly brushed her hand over her hips, smoothing her dress. She was about to betray Hunter and leave the children in the hands of a stranger. Azure offered an evening of music and conversation in the company of her cousins. So why did it feel this was all a mistake?
Azure placed his hand on the lower part of her back, and the warmth of it spread through her. It was a safe touch for the time it rested there. Milly relaxed as he guided her through the park to the tents and the sound of chatter. She had felt his gaze on her since she walked down the stairs, a warm smile as she gave a nervous twirl. As Eliza stepped from the crowd, the place on her back cooled. The cousins embraced as Azure headed towards the food stalls. He did not look back, and Milly tensed, her eyes darting around for the one person who would call Hunter.
During the Summer, Willow Creek hosted an event called Sims Sessions. There was a simple wood-framed stage with a piano, mic and guitar. Individuals or groups registered their interests before the event. The organisers ensured all musicians, poets, and pretentious comics got their chance. These were average people with inspiring talents, and Milly already envied them. Surrounding the area were food stands where local chefs enticed taste buds. She inhaled the various aromas, her mouth watering. The air here was crisp yet still held a warmth she could not enjoy in the arid desert of Oasis Springs. She shivered, taking a seat near the fire. Azure returned, handing her a hot chocolate. She managed a half smile, taking the mug with both hands. Scarlett bounced into the moment. They took Eliza’s hand and dragged her towards the stage. Music pumped over the speakers as Eliza and Scarlett danced like it was their wedding day.
Milly: https://uiakodoesstuff.tumblr.com/post/735818819843588096/prettyperfect
Milly and Azure: https://www.patreon.com/posts/chat-over-coffee-75787128
By the Grace of Sim Gods 