With a full-time job, household chores and a new boyfriend on her hands, Melia was busier than ever before. She had no time for her beloved garden or for her family. She couldn’t remember the last time she spoke to her younger siblings, since they were in school while she was at home and when they finally came back, she had to go to work already.
But they were doing just fine. Camilla and Eudora were quickly becoming best friends since they had something in common. And that something was mischief.
“Well, that explains a few things, I guess,” Camilla laughed, thinking about her brother’s weird reclusive tendencies lately.
Evander grew up to be a thoughtful, melancholic young man and his noisy sisters were too much of a distraction for him. Whenever they were around, he couldn’t immerse into the sweet state of concious unhappiness, where he could contemplate the mysteries of reckless human nature and meditate about Nietzsche’s quotes.
He was spending his days all by himself, channeling the emotional storm into his paintings.
Sometimes, he felt the urge to leave the busy household completely and at those times, he rejoiced in fishing, which has become his new favourite activity. He loved standing in the middle of nature, thinking and enjoying his solitude. And when he was doing all that with a fishing rod in his hands, people didn’t consider him a weirdo.
It, however, didn’t mean that he was no longer fond of his family. He still loved them very much and he didn’t mind spending some time with them when they weren’t monkeying around.
But most of the time, poor Evander was scared away by loud noises of a family life. It ain’t easy being a Loner and living in a house with five talkative women, especially when two of those women were musicians, one was hot-headed and one was a Goofball.
Not to mention that the only male inhabitant of the house was Adrian, a tireless source of corny jokes and fatherly wisdom. And he was not afrait to share it. Daily.
“Good morning, my lovelies!” he greeted his daughters cheerfully one morning. “What’s for breakfast today?”
Eudora loved being the youngest. It was like having six parents instead of two, so she always found someone around to entertain her. And she was thriving in that enviroment, too – she became the third child to complete her childhood aspiration.
And it was about time, just a day and a half before her birthday. Conveniently, Eira’s birthday were approaching, too, so it was a perfect occasion to throw a joint birthday party for the oldest and the youngest Rossini girl.
They invited their friends, families and, of course, Alexander. Damon and Katie showed up without kids. Castor showed up with his teenage (!!!) kids, but without his lovely wife.
Melia baked matching cakes for the birthday girls and prepared some refreshments for all the guest, but then she had to go to work. Poor girl.
Alexander was particularly lost without her. He was just standing awkwardly in the corner of the kitchen, pretending to admire Devi’s incomplete collections because he was not acquainted with anyone there.
Luckily, everyone was too excited to notice.
Eira was ready to embrace elderhood to the fullest. She was a grandma of five already and she was not afraid to look like one.
Little Dory was not sure if she wanted to grow up, but her relatives were willing to give her all the time she needed.
It took a few moments and a lot of encouraging words, but when the night came, Dory was finally mentally prepared to make her birthday wish and move on.
And she grew up to be a stunning young lady! She earned the Insane trait and Bodybuilder aspiration.
Eira and Adrian overheard the conversation and looked at each other, their eyes full of worries.