boxes and squares #5.4: togetherness

November 2088. Colette Marin is 31, Jordan Graham is 28, Felix and Milo are 9, Maria Boone is 26, Jack Phoenix is 39, Sophie is 65.

“Whoa, look at all the bugs,” Felix said. “Mom, did you bring bug spray?”

“I’m hungry,” Milo whined.

“I told you to eat before we left the hotel. I paid for breakfast at the hotel. I’m not buying breakfast out here because you didn’t eat the breakfast I paid for.”

“Can we play on the playground?”

“We did not fly eight-thousand miles to play on playgrounds. Wow, thirty-dollars a night. I wonder what the ROI is on those?”

Colette got out her phone and browsed a few real estate listings. The apartments were small, but some of them were very stylish. Too colorful for Colette’s tastes, but she knew tourists loved color.

boxes and squares #5.3: hindsight is a bitch (3/3)

November 2088. Colette Marin is 31, Lorraine Marin is 59, Felix and Milo are 9, Gabby Roseland is 16, Sebastian Gilmore is 38. 

previously with Colette's mother: backstory // Mother's Day

content warning: cancer, sims behaving badly, infidelity, little bit spicy, no nudity.

Colette had sworn off dating forever after her last terrible failure. But the line for coffee today was absurdly long, and having no other idle interests than to browse the faces of desperate men, she opened up her dating app. There was something casually entertaining about swiping left, swiping right. Hot or not, like a game. She didn’t plan to connect with any of them. Lately, this app was only full of college boys. The only mature men were bald with beach balls for bellies. Not that a bald head couldn’t be very attractive on the right man, but these men weren’t attractive at all.

The line was still five people deep, all of them moaning about the places they needed to go.

Colette’s phone rang. At a glance, it was her mother, and Colette had no desire to answer it. She probably wanted money, or to turn her alliances against her brothers for some unearned sympathy, or maybe even a kidney. Colette wouldn’t be surprised if that ask came along someday.
There would be some ask involved in this conversation and Colette didn’t have the spirit for it today. She let the call go to voicemail, but her mother didn’t leave one. She called again. Then she called a third time.



Nobody calls three times without leaving a voicemail unless there’s something urgent to say. Oh, damn, it was going to be the kidney, wasn’t it? And there was no way Colette wanted to have that conversation with her mother in a line full of impatient people with nothing better to do but eavesdrop.

Colette let out an anguished sigh and gave up her place in line. She found a quiet corner in the lounge and called her mother back.

boxes and squares #5.3: hindsight is a bitch (2/3)

November 2088. Jordan Graham is 28, Maria Boone is 26, Johanna is 4, Jack Phoenix is 39, Nessa is 38, Sophie is 65.

previously: invited to Thanksgiving // marriage is a cage, he said

warnings: just a peek of NSFW at the end 😘

As promised, Jordan brought his girls to San Sequoia to attend Thanksgiving with Jack’s family. “Bring the camper, stay a few days,” Jack told them. “Home on wheels, right? Why not?”

So they did.

“And this is their front yard,” Maria said, amused. “Their front yard is actually the whole San Sequoia Bay.”

“Holy cow,” JoJo shouted. “I see a boat! And another boat. And another boat!”



“How many boats does that make?” Jordan asked her.

“One, two, three!”

“Good, now tell your grandpa you learned math in homeschool.”

boxes and squares #5.3: hindsight is a bitch (1/3)

November 2088. Colette Marin is 31, Audrey Roseland is 48, Vicky Garth is 24, Darwin Hadley is 35, Felix and Milo are 9, Gabby Roseland is 16. 

previously: so, I have been seeing someone… // going on a date with a doctor, she said

optional background music: “fake plastic trees” as covered by Phoebe Bridgers

* warnings: long (as it goes lately...), bad decisions, briefly NSFW: obscured toplessness, spicy memories (text-based), and obscured self-pleasure

The boys were in school for another hour or two, and they had their activities after. Colette had no showings booked, and neither did Audrey. Nobody wanted to buy or sell a house a week before Thanksgiving.

Colette liked this swanky lounge by the water. She liked the smell of new renovation overlying its aged frame. The place served coffees and croissants and an assortment of music. By now, even Colette was tired of pumpkin spice everything, but peppermint wouldn’t be on the menu until after the holiday, so she ordered a frothy plain cappuccino. Audrey took one last pumpkin spice latte in her to-go cup. “Thanksgiving is next week,” she excused herself.

“You do you,” Colette said.

“Friend,” was a loose term for Colette, as in “keep your enemies closer.” But Colette didn’t think of Audrey Roseland as an enemy, either. A competitor, sometimes—there was only so much premium real estate to go around—but they tried not to step on each other’s toes. And that Colette tried at all for this woman probably made her more of a friend than Colette ever had before.

“I really loathe that he’s fucking someone before I am,” Colette confessed.

a little blog-keeping note

Now that all of the “why are you here?” stories are complete and published to this blog, I have moved them to their correct chronological place in the story timeline, so they will work with the blog’s forward navigation. Since this was a prequel story, these chapters belong at the beginning. So they will no longer appear at the top of the blog, if you’re looking for them. They now appear at the beginning of the story, which began back in April of 2023.

No need to scroll back several pages, though. You can find those chapters easily from the round/story index page. Or start with chapter 1 here. 

That’s all, and happy reading!

boxes and squares #5.2: come down from the clouds (2/2)

November 2088. Jordan Graham is 28, Maria Boone is 26, Johanna is 4, Felix and Milo are 9, Nessa Phoenix is 38, Colette Marin is 31.

previously: climb club family // the plain-looking plucky friend // the blonde photographer // the boys always know first // they made vows

warnings: little bit saucy, additional spice linked elsewhere





Jordan had been distracted since Maria and JoJo came to join his adventure. He had skipped more climbing sessions than he wanted to admit. But now that they were settled, it was time to pick up the slack. “Go climb, my love,” Maria told him. “You’re not quitting this thing on my behalf. Isn’t it the whole reason we’re here?”

Another bonus was the free family passes to the park, already bought and paid for as part of his climbing package.

“So you guys check out the park. Nessa will show you everything, and I’ll meet up with you later for dinner.”

Jordan was quite proud of the skewers he’d grilled for the group tonight. It was his turn to make dinner for climb club after hours.

boxes and squares #5.2: come down from the clouds (1/2)

November 2088. Jordan Graham is 28, Maria Boone is 26, Johanna is 4, Felix and Milo are 9, Lou Corelli is 29, Dom is 58, Judith is 54.

previously: a freeloading loser // that money is not for spending on your boyfriend // this beach is for dancing

Go ahead and live this fairytale for just a little bit longer.

You could almost fool yourself that it could last forever, like you can just forget that fairytales aren’t real.