Made a little texture override so that the photo on the tag of these base game scrubs matches the skin color of the sim who’s wearing them. I’m planning on doing the female version next, unless it involves remapping. In which case I’ll do it later. :P
If there was one thing that Jenny had learned in her tenure as an Upper East Side queen, it was that every event required a a noteworthy entrance, one that was befitting of a queen. No longer was she the girl who played wallflower until someone decided to make her acquaintance. No, she was someone to look at, someone to talk about. And she had to make sure that everyone in the ballroom was aware of that at all times. So when Chuck Bass had shown interest in being her date, she was most obliged to accept. If there was someone to make waves, it would be the venom-laced Bass brother.
But it wasn’t long after their entrance that it seemed every phone in the room went off. An occurrence not seen since the days of Gossip Girl. A horrid realization sunk in the pit of her stomach before she could even look at the screen. But once she did, the feeling was confirmed. She - or perhaps he - was back.
“Fuck,” she muttered under her breath. This could absolutely ruin everything. One of the only reasons she had been a mostly unscathed queen was the lack of Gossip Girl to bring her toppling down. She unlaced her arm from where it had been intertwined with Chuck’s, “I need a drink,” she declared, making a beeline for the bar where she ordered a bone dry martini with an extra shot on the side in lieu of her usual and much weaker summer choice drink: a raspberry mojito.
“Bottom’s up,” she declared, raising her glass in a ceremonial, but not quite happy, cheers to the person beside her.