I went to the community BBQ with Mommy and was so excited about having kava. I tried it before at home, but she would never let me have a whole cup. I found it to be very relaxing, and I really needed that with all the mess swirling around me. My social butterfly mother ran off to speak to friends and neighbors, so I stayed behind at the table and sipped.
Sulani is my home. Is it weird I don’t feel very connected to it? They say the island has a spirit, and it’s the spirit that connects us all as a culture. It’s why the Sulanese are so close and treat everyone like family. We’re not ethnically Sulanese, but I know Mommy identifies with the culture quite deeply. I feel more connected to San Myshuno than Sulani since I spent a lot of time there. I don’t know. I just vibe better with those sims. I feel like a tourist in Sulani.
I refilled my cup and felt even better. My muscles relaxed, and I felt like I walked on clouds.
Maybe if I kept drinking, all this crazy drama would melt away.
I poured another cup, but things got a little hazy.
I still had that awesome relaxed feeling, but it was like I was too relaxed. My vision was cloudy, and my limbs felt like gelatin. I couldn’t even dance right. That’s when I knew it was time to go.
I know my vision was compromised, but sims just don’t disappear. I couldn’t find Mommy. She wouldn’t ditch me, so I knew she had to be around somewhere. I called her name, but my speech was labored. I’m sure I sounded more like a wounded animal. A large crowd gathered at the bar across the street, so I checked there and found her among neighbors. All their gray hair with my blurry vision looked like rain clouds. I didn’t realize I had laughed out loud until I saw Mommy looking at me like a crazy sim.
“How many have you had?” she asked.
Three? Seven? Who cares! I felt great, despite feeling like I had low motor skills. Seeing as how she was having a good time without me, I told her I was leaving. Honestly? I probably should have gone back to her house the way I felt. But I couldn’t leave Shiloh all alone.
“Be careful. And come by tomorrow so we can discuss what’s really going on with you.”
Uh oh. Methinks, I’m in trouble.
