The next day, Vega caught up with Eva at her house in the swamp. She let her hair down and cheerfully agreed to join the household. It would be odd living away from her Shamus, but his hours at the hospital kept him away from home most of the day anyways. In fact, it wouldn’t be much different at all.
Eva and Harwood were both rather poor. Even after pawning Eva’s bicycle and Harwood’s guitar, Vega was confined to studying alchemy on an unfinished porch. However, she loved the craft and it was well-worth the pitiful surroundings.
If only she could unlock that family secret to wealth. It was something with gold and a salamander.
In the mean time, Vega and Renee actually became good friends. It turned out that Renee had an adult daughter and a new granddaughter.
“Goodness, I better have a boy,” said Vega with a chuckle.
“Believe me, he’ll have plenty to chose from,” said Renee, “I turn my back for one second and that Goode boy gives Jen triplets!”
“Triplets?” Vega definitely needed to have a boy now. She forgot about wealth; who could she fall in love with so she could get her coveted son?
As the triplets grew older and into squirming little bundles of cuteness that Vega could play with, thoughts about starting a family entered Vega’s mind. She still had time, but there had to have been plenty of single men around Twinbrook she could choose from. After all, she needed to make that step before nooboos could be in the picture. That warranted a trip to the coffee shop on the edge of town in hopes of finding a nice man who appreciated a good brew.
Maybe it was bad timing, but Vega found herself sipping chamomile tea between barista Betty Wills and the young Bunny Curious. Neither would make a good spouse for her.
How could she be so stupid? She was ready to call it a night.
That was until she caught someone in the back. She didn’t even say hello to him, but something seemed so appealing. He was older than her, but not by too much. He seemed intellectual, hard-working, ambitious, though perhaps a bit high-strung.
Vega was an expert on following sims by now. Another taxi followed the man in his van, up to Rue de Sterling.
Her timing was awful. She ended up having to wake him up at 2 AM.
Wei Keane tried to smile at her, but he was rather annoyed at a stranger coming in at 2 AM. His roommates knew nothing about her, and as nice as Vega was, he wasn’t too impressed at first.
“So, sleepover?” asked Vega.
She slept on the porch that night.