After breakfast one morning, Zahra began to feel strangely warm and light.
She’d been around long enough to know exactly what that meant.
I held off posting this because I couldn’t think of any words, so I decided to let the pictures speak for themselves.
I couldn’t really capture this in still shots, but what Zahra was doing with her fingers there was tracing numbers in the air like equations. I’ve never seen any other sim do that when they die. I wonder if it’s a Genius thing.
Rest in peace, Zahra. Better yet, work on that love life of yours.