Chapter 10.9: Moving out

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From Petra's diary

Leaving the campus after graduation left me with a lot of nostalgia, for better or worse I lived in that place for several years and I certainly won't forget about it. Luckily I plan to move nearby, in the residential areas of Tech Sixam.

I barely had time to find a nice little house to buy (for it I honestly have to thank my mom and Techna for giving me the money to afford it), that I had to look for a nice birthday present. You're wondering present for whom, isn't that so dear diary? Well, obviously, this time it's my brothers' turn!



Petra: Happy birthday!




Diego really outdid himself with the cakes this time. I don't know where he got the ingredients, and to be honest I'm not even sure what he used either (could it have been the official beginning of his cricket flour creations?), but they were the best cakes we've had in a long time.


It was a fun afternoon, but I couldn't help feeling a bit on edge too. When mom saw me arrive together with Emy, she put on an expression that made me fear the worst questions were about to come. I know mom can't wait to talk about it and would be happy for us, but we want to take our time before telling others. Especially Emy still really needs it. 

So we did our best to steer the conversation towards the twins, who have a lot to talk about too. They're planning on moving to Henford in the next few weeks, and Nico especially seems to be looking forward to it a lot. I have to admit I'm not a real fan of that village... but I can also understand their choice, and I wish them the best.

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It's been a few weeks since the party, and my brothers keep sending us updates from Henford. They live on a small farm just outside the main village, and they say there are lots of rabbits and foxes around.


When I saw this picture I was immediately worried about the little rodent's safety, but apparently the local foxes aren't particularly fearsome predators. According to Nico, the locals are feeding those foxes enough food to make them lazy when it comes to running and fighting to get their own preys. 



And the foxes aren't the only local creatures they keep talking about. According to Alec, who remains the least enthusiastic of the two about the arrangement, all Nico has on his mind is their new neighbour Diya.



I'm very happy for Nico, no doubt about it, but I can't help but worry about Alec. So far the twins have always done everything together, but it seems like their attitudes diverged a lot over the years. Will living together in Henford really be the best choice for them both?


Alec never liked taking care of the chickens we had at home, will he really get used to a farm?

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In the meantime, I too have finally managed to move my boxes into my new home in Tech Sixam. It's so modern, I love it!




Nacho also immediately expressed his satisfaction, jumping on top of the fridge to observe the new environment from his favourite spot.
Mom suggested I take him in, she says it's a family tradition by now. Sometimes I get a little weirded out thinking about how old our house cat could possibly be... But then I always come to the conclusion that, whatever the reason for his unprecedented longevity is, I certainly won't be the one to complain about it.

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Emy and Mike are also looking for places to stay nearby. They often spend the night at my home, house pricing is quickly rising and it's taking a while for them to find a place where to stay. I actually prefer it when they stay with me, after basically living together in college I find it so weird to live apart!

So, obviously, we're doing our best to use our little free time to still spend some time together.



Michael: (Jokingly) Are you sure I'm not an annoying third wheel tonight?
Petra: We told you already, of course you're not!

Mike sometimes makes comments like that one. According to him, they're just jokes, but I and Emy actually worried about the matter quite a lot. Given the situation, I and Emy clearly want to spend more time on our own than before, but we don't want to make Mike feel excluded either!


Michael: The last Maxis movie just went online, do you want to watch it?
Emma: I missed that news, of course I want to!

Our group dynamics are clearly changing. I don't have a clear image in mind of how it will end up settling down, but as long as we're still all enthusiastic about watching Maxis movies together I don't really worry about it. 

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Here at Tech Sixam, I work in the engineering labs of a startup near the campus, whose goal is easy to explain but hard to achieve.
By now it's clear to everyone that epidemics, famines, extreme weather events, and the resulting economic crisis, are all direct causes of climate change caused by gaseous emissions from human activities into the atmosphere: in this framework, our goal is to revert climate change. But, as I mentioned before, this is easier said than done.


We've done calculations and calculations, and it's now clear that even if we reduced emissions to zero starting tomorrow, we'd still be too slow. We've waited too long: with the amount of  CO2 currently in the atmosphere, it would take centuries before the atmosphere rebalances to pre-industrial levels.

But if reducing emissions to zero isn't enough, the only remaining alternative is to actively remove  COfrom the atmosphere.
Many departments have been focusing on this for some time. Biologists are working with algae and cyanobacteria to boost photosynthesis, while park rangers have been tasked with planting new trees and punishing anyone who starts a fire even more severely.

We environmental engineers, on the other hand, are working closely with the materials science department: they're synthesizing materials that can effectively separate COfrom the rest of the air, and we're thinking about how to implement them in various filtering devices and facilities.


I'll repeat myself, but this too is much easier said than done. Any machine requires energy to function, and more than half of the world's energy is still produced with fossil fuels. Many nations are already taking action by planning to build new star-core power plants, but it will take time before they become operational. Time that we are not yet sure whether we actually have at our disposal right now...

Well, I probably shouldn't think about these things in my free time, I will have time to fill my head with them tomorrow at work.

Emy is finishing her shift soon and will come over here to spend some time together, I don't want her to find me upset because of work. She has already enough things to worry about right now, I don't want to add any more problems to the list...


Emma: Yesterday I was at my parents' place, but... I just couldn't say anything! I know what they expect from me, I'm afraid they'll be disappointed, that's what...
Petra: ...

Unfortunately, Emy still had a lot of worries in her head, often I didn't know what to say to her. I mean, she isn't wrong to be worried about her situation. My coming out to my family had been an embarrassing mess, but once they knew they immediately fully accepted me for who I am. Emy's family on the other hand... Well, let's just say that the chances of them reacting the same way as my mom and siblings aren't very high. 

Emma: (taking courage) At least, my parents aren't here in Tech Sixam. Here people don't care, probably I shouldn't worry so much when I'm here, right?


Emma: You said your friends from the cafeteria usually meet up on Wednesdays, right?
Petra: Yes, but they've moved to a restaurant nearby.
Emma: What would you say if I came too?
Petra: (surprised) Are you sure?
Emma: Yes, I think so. I'd be curious to meet them.
Petra: Okay then! This week they organised a karaoke night too.
Emma: Oh, that's perfect! I love karaoke!

In response, I nodded and smiled. I wasn’t expecting this proposal from her, but I’m glad she wants to meet my friends. After Mike, they are the people I least expect inappropriate comments or judgments from.

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The following Wednesday night...




Sonia: Hi Petra, how are you?
Petra: Um, I’m not complaining.

Sonia and a few others remembered about Emy from college, and didn't really ask any details. Above all, they seemed interested in learning about her favourite song, given that later that day we had booked the karaoke machine for a small competition.



I had a lot of fun, and later Emy told me it was the same for her too. The chances to have a fun evening with our friends like this are becoming slimmer and slimmer as time passes, but really hope we'll manage to repeat this night. Everyone deserves a bit of fun sometimes, isn't it, my dear diary?


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So many changes this chapter, isn't it? Not many disasters though, at least not for now...

As you noticed, there are a lot of fancy Tech Sixam buildings in this chapter, that of course I didn't build :P
So here is Petra's new house's gallery entry:


And here is the building I started from for the new restaurant:


The rest of Tech Sixam remains the rest of my remake way back, for chapter 6.21.

(PS: I noticed now that probably I should pay more attention to including also the creator names in the gallery screenshots, ops... If I get the chance, I'll update them)

Timmy vs the Blast from the past event: Episode 3

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"I found it on Simstagram, Kitty, by adding that chip to this computer I'll definitively manage to travel in time!"
"Uh."


"Why are you always so dismissive, Kitty? Just a moment and—"

(*Kitty cautiously moves away, sensing danger*)


"No way, the screen turned blue!"


"That's weird, I followed all the instructions on that Simstagram profile..."

I was waiting so much to finally start travelling in time, and maybe find those thieves stealing stuff in different epochs! And, instead, the time travel chip only destroyed my laptop's motherboard... Emit has a lot to explain to me this time, that's for sure!

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"That chip of yours fried my laptop! It took all afternoon trying to repair it, and still I can't travel in time!"


"Oh. I'm very sorry to hear it, really."
"Uhm..."
"You see, that chip was, ehm... It was invented in a future time with respect to the current one. So, ehm... computers are so much more powerful over there! Of course your laptop couldn't handle it. But don't worry, soon you'll have all the information you need to proceed."

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At this point I really don't know if I can still trust that Emit, up to now he only gave me a list of useless tasks to complete for him. Is that any different from how Father Winter tricked me?

At this point, I'm probably better to handle this on my own. He said my laptop isn't powerful enough? Fine, if I reattach the RAM and change a few settings in the BIOS I can overclock the CPU, and at that poin—


Wait, what's happening now? Why my laptop is full of electrical discharges? And why did everything suddenly turn black?






This is all so confusing, where I am? I'm pretty sure it's not my home anymore...






If just I could open my eyes, even just a little bit...










Wait, the giant plant!? Why, how can it be still alive? None of this makes any sense, unless... Unless I really managed to travel back in time, until before that huge vegetable was destroyed! 

END OF THE EPISODE

Chapter 10.8: Graduation

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Emma: Please, fortune cube, make it make sense...


Emma: C'mon, this isn't helpful at all!

^ translation: "Your romantic future 
doesn't look very bright!"

Emma: Whatever... how can a cube know anything about this, anyway?

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From Petra's diary

The end of the semester is approaching, and the general consensus is that we can't wait for it to be over. As we promised, both Mike and I did our best to help Emy finish her homework on time, finding books and articles at the library for her, and proofreading her thesis. What she always insisted on doing herself, instead, is the thesis redaction, claiming that she felt guilty for having saddled us with even more work than we already had and that having someone else write her thesis wouldn't be exactly legal either.

She always tries so hard to always put on a smile, but we can all see how exhausted she is. I still think that, in the long run, trying to graduate this semester is the right choice for her. But seeing her like this now, I can't help but feel guilty for her, because I haven't been able to help her enough.

Petra: If you want, I have some time to help with your thesis. It would be funnier, right?
Emma: But you still have a lot to study too, and then-
Petra: I'm actually curious to see how that paragraph about the insulin response of the, um, hepafocytes ends!
Emma: It's the hepatocytes, they are the cells of the liver. Let's see, yesterday we got to...


I don't know if I can really be of much help, anatomy really isn't my subject, but with this expedient I can at least give her a hand in finding the information she needs in those huge books that have been crowding her desk for months now. And then, this way, it's easier to find a little interlude to chat a bit or even let out a few jokes here and there. Studying like this seems much less stressful to me, and I hope the same goes for her.


Petra: Ah, I get it now! That chapter seems really well written, even your supervisor will surely have nothing to complain about, you'll see!

I admit I couldn't wait to go to sleep when we finally decided to call it a day, or at least I did until Emy decided a tight hug was needed to wish me goodnight. 


Petra: …
Emma: Can I stay like this for a little while, please?
Petra: Sure, don't worry...

Don't get the wrong idea, Petra, don't get the wrong idea... Most likely she just wanted to thank me, that's all.

Petra(whispering) Thank you so much for all your help. You really are a fantastic friend, you know?

Ouch... Well, it's not like I expected anything else, not rationally at least. Despite this, I'm afraid I let out a resigned sigh, which I sincerely hope she didn't notice, before wishing her goodnight again and finally letting gravity win as I let myself fall onto my bed.

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Somehow, the time for our finals arrived. We knew we did our best, but the doubt that it might not be enough remained. Will we really manage to pass the year and graduate?




And, suddenly, the exams were over. All we had to do was wait for the results, and hope for the best.

The end of the exams coincided with Harvestfest, thus we couldn't avoid thinking that...


Petra: Since the exams are finally over, I think we should organise a Harvestfest party for everyone!
Michael: Why not.

We worked hard for this. Usually, it's Emy who organises these types of parties, I'm sure that if she wasn't stuck at work she would have the same idea this time too.

So we chose the music, picked up the (vegetarian) turkey, and invited our friends from the other dorms.  All we had to do was wait for dinner to finish cooking and for all the guests to arrive when Emy finally returned back from work. She looked quite gloomy when she walked in, but the moment she understood what was going on she gave a big sincere smile. I really hope this came as a nice surprise to her.


Emma: No way, is that a Harvestfest turkey?
Petra: A tofu one, to be precise. After all that hard work, we thought it was time to have some fun! 
Emma: That seems like a great idea! Do you need a hand?

And so, shortly after, the party began.


Michael: This was a party we really needed! And the “turkey” is delicious!
Petra: Um…

I think ours was the most crowded dorm on the whole campus tonight, everyone seemed to be here. Modestly, I received quite a few compliments for organising it so quickly, too.


Petra: Hey, hello Sonia, so you made it!
Sonia: Yeah, but I can't say the same about Laurine the Lobster, I didn't make it in time to get the costume from my dorm...
Petra: We'll get over it. The others are in the free time room playing juice-pong. Would you like to join them?
Sonia: How can I say no to juice-pong?


Emma: I can't say I'm good at this, but if you need an extra player...



Sonia: Your friend is brave for playing juice-pong with them, I lost the champion title to them twice already!
Petra: What, really?

Is Haruka really good enough at juice pong to compete with Sonia, really? Well, that's a surprise.

Sonia: Jokes aside, congrats on finishing your last semester! What do you plan to do now?
Petra: For the moment, I'm remaining nearby. There is a company collaborating with the engineering department that is hiring a lot of people for a massive CO2 capture project.
Sonia: Cool! And what about your friends, are they remaining too?
Petra: They're both planning to continue working on things related to their thesis, so yes.
Sonia: I see. I'm glad you're all remaining in this region, instead of moving back to Sim City. However, I was wondering...


Sonia: Recently you've been spending all your time with your roommate, did we miss any news?
Petra(embarrassed) What? N-no, we're just good friends. That's all.
Sonia: Sorry, but looking at you two, it just seemed like… Oh well, never mind, I've probably already asked too much.
Petra: Um… Is it that obvious?
Sonia: Pretty obvious, yeah.

I didn't think Sonia would notice, but that's it. To be honest, this stupid crush keeps bothering me more and more these last few months, instead of cooling down as I hoped for. I tried to convince myself for a long time that it was just some silly childish thing but, after all this time, I'm afraid I have to admit that hasn't been the case.


Sonia (whispering) Do you plan to tell her?
Petra: (whispering) What? No way!
Sonia (whispering) Oh, I see. She's straight.
Petra (whispering) ... Most likely.

I used to have no doubts about this point, I was certain to be off Emy's radar. But now… She never went back to the conversation we had a long time ago, before all the Selvadorada fever mess, when we talked about orientations and she appeared way more uncertain than I could have ever imagined. Since then we never returned back to that topic, yet she's telling me even more often than before how happy she was to be my best friend, while seeking endless hugs I struggled to see as just friendly. Most likely I was overanalysing it, but I couldn't avoid thinking something seemed off...

Petra … Let's say I'm 90% sure. Maybe 95%, even. 
Sonia(thoughtful) Uhm, I see…
Petra: ...
Sonia: Also, it looks like the juice-pong match is over.



Emma: Ouch, they totally destroyed us...

I didn't really follow that match, but I remained astonished when I realised how upset Emy was. Was Haruka really that strong?
In any case, the moment I noticed Emy was about to leave quietly, I decided it was time to leave too.


Petra: I'm sorry, but I think it's time for me to go. 
Sonia: Sure. In any case, here it comes my turn to take back my juice-pong champion crown!



Emma: C'mon...


Emma: Why am I such a mess?

When I reached Emy in our bedroom, she was complaining at the fortune cube we found at the canteen a few months ago. I started to suspect the reason why she was so upset wasn't the juice-pong match, but then what could the problem be? We didn't have to worry about the exams and the thesis anymore, what was worrying her up to that point?


Petra(cautiously) Are you all right? 
Emma: Not really...
Petra: Wanna talk about it?
Emma: Uhm...


Petra: So, what happened?
Emma: Do you remember Damian, my classmate?
Petra: (perplexed) Ehm, more or less... You dated him a few times during the first year, right?
Emma: Uhm. We had another couple of dates in the last few weeks. Well, more than dates they were the coffee breaks we get at the hospital, but that's not the point...
Petra: ...
Emma: I tried, I really did. I mean, he's objectively a very nice person, on paper he is everything I should be looking for. Yet... I just couldn't, I can't like him at all. And now I feel like an idiot.


Hearing her talk about her past dates is always tough, but it's even harder to see her so upset. I had to say something, at least try to.

Petra: Emy, I'm so sorry it didn't work out... But it's just this one guy, there isn't anything wrong with considering him like just a friend. I mean-
Emma(frustrated) I know, I know. But this keeps happening over and over, no matter what I do. I thought a lot about it, trying to understand what may be wrong with me... But, at this point, I think I just don't like men. Like, not at all. To be honest, whenever I tried to go out for a date I always felt like I would have rather, I mean...


Emma: ... I'd rather be back to the dorm, with you. But this doesn't make sense, right? I mean,I should have realised it much sooner if I... (blushing) if I actually liked you, right?

She said it in a whisper and then looked away, but I heard that loud and clear. I've always been bad with words, for a moment I felt like I totally forgot how to speak.

Emma(ashamed) I'm sorry, Petra... I don't even know why you should stay and listen to my nonsense, I'm just-
Petra: You don't have to apologise! It's just that, I mean...

There was so much to unpack, I didn't realise this is what was going on in her mind, nor I knew what to do.

In retrospective, what I should have told her is that it's normal not to have everything figured out already, that she didn't have to feel bad and blame herself for any of this, and that she didn't need to apologize to me either. These words sound so neat while writing them down, don't they, my dear diary? But managing to say it out loud at the right moment was another matter.

When she turned to me, instead, all she saw was me blushing all the way up my ears, as I pathetically tried to put together an intelligible sentence. I was sure she noticed because, well, it's hard to miss it when my usually green face turns red


Emma: P-Petra, is something wrong? I'm sorry, I didn't want to embarrass you, really! I shouldn-
Petra: It's not your fault, really! It's just that what you said came as quite... flattering, in a way. 
Emma: Oh. 

I don't know if it was the silly sentence I managed to say or the way I said it, but somehow she seemed to understand what was going on through my head. I hadn't planned to tell her about my crush for her today, in particular not after starting that conversation, and it seemed like such a pathetic way to do so too. Yet, she didn't seem upset at all.


Actually, she was smiling again, and looked a bit more relieved too when she said:

Emma:  Oh my... It really is complicated, isn't it?

We ended up talking a lot tonight, too much to report everything on a page. And, after the secrets we were the most scared to disclose came out for the first time, the atmosphere lightened a lot and it became incredibly easy to continue too.

Realising that nothing bad was going to happen for sharing what we were hiding, we soon started to joke and laugh together. I don't even remember well what we were saying, just that she's so pretty when smiling...
And I guess she felt the same way about me, considering it was her to eventually kiss me for the first time.




I feel like the happiest idiot on campus right now.
Even if someone had asked me to hypothesise the most unlikely scenario I could think of, I wouldn't have gone remotely close to this. 

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That Harvestfest completely changed my view of that last hellish semester, and the day of the graduation party was the happiest I've spent at university. 

The day started off great with the announcement of our final grades:




And it continued even better with the proclamation ceremony:





Everyone had come, from our families to our friends, and that last day on campus was a big party for everyone.



Mom, my brothers and even Diego had a lot of fun, and I have to admit we really went wild with the silly selfies this time. Well, it will be a nice addition to the family photo album, I'm sure about it!



The only picture I'm keeping to myself is this last one.


For the moment we hinted something about what happened to Mike, and only because it felt so weird to keep secrets with him after all we passed the last few years. 
As for everyone else instead, we need the time to still figure out a lot of things before sharing any news. We don't have any reason to rush it, nor do we want to receive any pressure from our families of friends. Don't you agree, my dear diary?


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The chapter was already extra long, but yup, I have a few extra comments to make too! I'll keep it short, I promise! So here are my considerations:
1) Clearly the star here was Emma. I studied quite a lot before writing a chapter like this one, yet I consider it as one of those where I risked the most to write something wrong or problematic without realising it. If you notice some major issue, feel free to point it out. 
2) I consider the evolution of this chapter quite rushed. Or, better, very rushed, this would have deserved to be spread over several chapters. There is just too much going on in this generation, fitting in a complex romantic storyline wasn't easy at all...
3) Related to the previous, this outcome could seem like a quite banal plot choice for a generation like this one. Yet, again, adding even more characters at this point would make the plot way too intricate for a legacy, so here we are.

For the rest, we'll see how this evolves in the following!