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Blaise stopped in front of Jasmine Suites, her green eyes narrowed against the ice-cold wind that whipped around her body. It almost felt like a dream, moving to San Myshuno, but she was happy that her life was finally starting to move in the direction she wanted. She may just be a bodyguard keeping unwanted sims out of the bar, but it was a step in the right direction.
She entered the apartment building, her pet cat, Astra at her heels. He followed her into the elevator, his fur standing on end when the elevator lurched upward. It was his first time experiencing such a thing, and it naturally scared him.
Stepping out of the elevator, Blaise paused in the hallway, glancing down at Astra, who looked up at her with annoyed orange eyes.
“Look, Astra, I know you’re not happy about the move and I know you hate the snow, but this is a big opportunity for us. Sometimes, life demands that you make sacrifices.” She straightened up, putting her hand on her hip. “Would you rather I had left you behind in Windenburg with Luna?”
He hissed at the mention of Luna, who often dressed him up in ugly, constricting outfits despite his obvious distress. With a huff, Astra stepped over to apartment 2B – their new home.
Blaise slid the key into the lock, but just as she unlocked the apartment, the elevator dinged and an elderly woman stepped out, carrying some fruitcake on a plate.
“You must be our new neighbor! I live in the Culpepper House apartments next door,” She smiled. “I’m Geeta Rasoya,”
Blaise narrowed her eyes at the extended hand, choosing to ignore it. “I was under the impression that city folk were more… reserved.”
She seemed put off by the refusal to take her hand. “We do things differently around here. Anyway, I made a fruitcake for you. It’s a family recipe.”
“No thanks,” She lifted her hand when the elderly woman tried to hand her the plate. “Fruitcake is disgusting. Besides, it’s hardly a kind thing to do, to bombard someone before they can even step foot in their apartment. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” Blaise turned her back and pushed the door open, waving her hand to get Astra’s attention before following him into the apartment and closing the door behind her.
Geeta may have considered the young girl’s actions to be rude, but Blaise didn’t come to the city to make friends, she came here to make enemies and turn the underground on its head, which she was looking forward to doing.
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