L.O.S.T.

Chapter Fourteen: Lucky December 26, 2009

Notes: I took The Lucky Shack from The Sims 2 and recreated it as a Sims 3 hotspot in “Arlington.” Can’t wait for you to enjoy it! Merry Late Christmas, babes!

Music: Hey Soul Sister, by Train

“Where are we headed, again?” I smiled over at Chloe. I admired her new hair, which I, of course, had cut.

“I promised you a fun, girls night out, didn’t I?” She bit her lip and nodded. Then I grinned, “Miss? We stop here. Thanks, babe. Keep the change,” I muttered passing her a couple bills. She just nodded.

We had arrived at Old West Street, and The Lucky Shack was just around the corner, past the theatre.

“Ohhh… it’s been so long since I’ve been here. The Shack, I mean,” Chloe just looked at me slightly preoccupied with looking around the old bar.

“Is that what this place is?”

“Yeah. The Lucky Shack, to be politcally correct. I used to come here all the time… before…” Chloe just nodded. “Why don’t you go make us some drinks, babe?”

She wandered off towards the wet bar. It didn’t have any tenders, obviously, but it was always fully stocked. Not many people were here. Just a few eating a quick dinner over in the corner. I smiled remembering my very first date here… With… him.

I sat down, needing a drink.

“Are these alcoholic?” I asked, feeling my stomach churn.

“Abso-freakin’-loutely!” She smiled, but was still taking a sip of her martini.

“Oh, good,” I was impressed, “I needed a distraction today. Come on, Cloe. Let’s hit the foosball table.”