North Winds Reboot - Part 17 - Yep, She's a Rebel!

 The family has been in Pounawea for 12 days so far. Calvin, Angelo, and Rosamel and adjusting well to their new surroundings. 

Angelo is off at work, and Calvin and Rosamel are having a quick lunch before going out to the golf course for the afternoon. 

Pounawea golf course is really nice; however, the creator of the world placed the object on the world terrain without using lots, so the items are not interactable. This is easily fixed by placing small 10x10 lots labeled as small parks, over the areas where the golf tees are and then place the tees again. I named the lots Hole 1, Hole 2 etc. There are 9 holes in all. There are also some picnic tables set up in a few places on the golf course. However, while the sims can sit on them, they can't have a picnic on them unless you place 10x10 small parks in those places and then add the picnic tables and trashcans back in. Some of these picnic places can be made functional, but others are on unroutable terrain and won't allow a lot to be placed there. In the picture below, the table Rosamel is using is on a lot, but I couldn't place a lot on the adjoining table area.  

Back to the story. 

Rosamel was off to a rough start, but she got better at it and decided golf just might be her game. 

Calvin was no slouch either. 

They only got through a couple holes before they started losing daylight. 

The cool thing about the tee is it keeps track of what has occurred on it - much like the pinball machines. Nice touch! I think the Local Stats section applies to the whole course, but I'm not sure. 

Calvin and Rosamel decided to visit the clubhouse for a drink and dinner before heading home. 

Calvin isn't getting any younger, and the day took a lot out of him. He sat by the fire for a bit, then went and took an nap on one of the couches. Meanwhile, Rosamel decided to try out her act. I'm sure she broke all kinds of fire and safety regulations, which might be why she chose to do this out of view of the Nigel the bartender. 

The problem was everyone was at the bar, so she had no audience. So she decided to take advantage of the situation and leave a mural on the bathroom wall. 

She must have inherited some of Calvin's artistic talent. 

Meanwhile, Angelo got off work and decided to get to know some of the neighbors. 

Grace Wyatt-Downing is the resident ghost-buster, and she's married to Amir. I think they have a son and a dog. I've been giving the residents makeovers as I meet them to avoid potato-face and inappropriate outfits. 

One resident who intrigues me is this woman. She had a name but I changed it to Lola Poe. 

Every time I see her I get the song in my head: 🎜Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl . . .🎝 and Poe apparently means peacock. I let her keep the headdress because it was just too cool. I couldn't find it in CAS either, so wow.

I don't think this town is very up-to-code on fire safety. This is a little enclosed cafe with an outdoor grill and no ventilation. The poor woman was choking on the smoke. I felt bad for her, but I wasn't controlling her, so this was totally her choice. (This was before her makeover.)

I first saw her tending bar where Calvin met her for the first time. 

A few days later, she showed up at his art gallery rather late in the evening. 

(Post makeover) They got to talking and became friends, though I don't think discussing one's dead girlfriend is the best topic to bring up in these instances. 

Calvin asked if he could sketch her, and she agreed to it. 

He used some artistic license, but I was pleased to see that he included feathers. 

She liked it, but scampered off before he could give it to her for a gift. 

Speaking of townies, this is Margarita Crowley, another fan of Calvin's. 

I don't know much about her yet, but she frequents the art gallery and even agreed to pose nude for Calvin, but there was a child on the lot, so it never happened. 

Back to the rebel Rosamel. 

Rosamel tried to get a gig at the theater, but the proprietor wasn't impressed with her audition and said she needed more practice. All Rosamel showed her was the stupid mime stuff, so I see her point. Rosamel should have juggled fire or something. So it was off to the park to put on a show for tips. 

She found Alvaro and Caroline Gooch at the park, playing in the sandbox. She tried her darnedest to draw their attention, but they only had eyes for the sandbox and each other. (Caroline is about to have a baby. I've been visiting all the households with new arrivals, making sure they have cribs and giving them makeovers, but I haven't gotten to these two yet.)

She was a little annoyed at being ignored, so she decided to break out the "big guns."

I think she's fabulous. I don't know why they aren't paying attention. 

Finally Alvaro started watching the performance. This left Caroline in a snit and she kicked over Alvaro's sandcastle. Don't perturb a pregnant lady. 

I think she's calling someone to come pick her up. You'd better take her home, Alvaro, or you'll be in the doghouse. 

The next day, Rosamel wanted to golf again, starting earlier in the day this time to see if she could get through the whole course before it got too dark. However, Calvin had been up all night painting, so she went by herself. 

She got about two thirds of the way through the course, stopped for lunch, and autonomously sent and insulting text to a woman with the last name Wofford, for what reason, I had no idea. That is until a dog named Killer Wofford who came up to greet her. 

Killer was followed by his owner Demario Wofford who, by the looks of it, is a doctor out enjoying a day of golfing. 

I sent Rosamel over to introduce herself, but didn't find the option to do so. Then this happened. 

Oh, so you already know each other. When did this happen? Wait, didn't you just recently send an insulting text to his wife? What a naughty girl you've become behind my back! Oh well. Free will and all. 

The college mascot strutted into the scene, so in order to be discrete, Rosamel and Damario moved on to the next hole. Their clandestine meeting quickly turned into a date. 

It was starting to get late, and apparently Demario had a social engagement he was supposed to attend with his wife. He called her and told her something had come up at the clinic, and she would need to carry on without him. Then Rosamel and Demario went to the club for some drinks and a game of pool. 

Rosamel had a Flamin' Waylon, and it went right to her head. 

"Whoo! I'm not distracting you, am I Demario?" 

I think Nigel would kick her out if she hadn't shown up with the doctor. He's not sure what to do. 

Ephraim, who looks like he just got off work at the restaurant, thinks Rosamel has had too much to drink and wonders what possessed me to have her order the Flamin' Waylon. 

They had dinner, and spent the wee hours of the night in each other's company. There were no woohoo opportunities on this lot, but I think Nigel blabbed about their clandestine date, because Rosamel now has a naughty reputation. 

Oh, Rosie, what have you gotten yourself into?