I was sitting on my barrel with my whiskey while cleaning out my inventory (over 17000 items! Oh noes!) when my "playboy millionaire" hottie Scottish neighbor Vittorio asked me to see a new parcel of his. Being Empress to his God Emperor, how could I refuse? I didn't even bother changing out of my "cleaning" clothes...

We ended up having a good time having wine at his friend Clags ' home, where we flipped through different hairstyles. I told Vittorio he was looking rather emo-ish today...

He showed me his meadow, where I ran around like crazy among the flowers and butterflies and hummingbirds...

And then we had too much fun riding on the swans in his pond...
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