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Hi! Sorry to bug you but I was wondering if there are still places available for a single lady for your upcoming dating show with Dub! I'd love to participate!

I also want to say I'm excited to see where this goes for Dub, Maia, and Tami. And I hope they all find happiness!

(My sims blog is @bananzerssims)

Hey there! You aren't bugging me at all! I have a spot just for you.

Thank you for showing interest in my Banks Dynasty. I will send you some information to make your submission easier.

Thanks again!

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The following slots have already been filled:

Single Guy #1: Dub Banks - created by me, of course

Single Guy #2: @pinkchocolatesims

Single Guy #3: @storiesbyjes2g

Single Lady #1: @ladybugsimblr

Single Lady #2: @therichantsim

Single Lady #3: @bananzerssims

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I carry the phone toward the bathroom, not ready to end our conversation. But Tami’s entire demeanor has changed.

Wade: So, how was school today?

Tambara: Okay. But I better go. I have homework.

Wade: Okay, see you tomorrow. Love you.

Tami doesn’t hear me. She taps her screen, and her face disappears from my phone. For the second time today, a female Sim ends the call without a proper goodbye. I’m on a roll.

I go into the bathroom and start getting ready for bed. Tami’s news has added yet another emotional weight to carry. Where has the time gone? My little baby princess has grown into a big princess and is going on her first date. Now I have to deal with that—and everything that comes with it. We haven’t even had the woohoo talk yet. I feel like she’s heading to prom without being properly prepared. At least I’ll get the chance to meet the guy.

Suddenly, I can relate to Maia’s father, Clyde, and what he must have felt when he found out he’d be meeting me.**

How should I play this? I could just be nice and try to get a read on him... or I could go out and buy myself a cane like Clyde had. If I swing it in this guy’s face a few times, maybe I can make sure he doesn’t try anything with my daughter.

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Tami goes silent on the other end. Her gray eyes have darkened to storm clouds... once again, like my ma’s.

Wade: Tami? Can you still hear me?

Tami’s face is stiff, and the joy she had earlier is gone. I hate to be the cause of it, but I’m okay being the bad guy for once. At least she’ll be upset with me instead of Maia.

Tambara: Yeah.

Wade: So? See you tomorrow?

Tambara: I guess so. I’ll text him and see if he can come.

Wade: He’ll come if he wants to take you to prom. Just tell him what I said: if I don’t meet him, you don’t go.

Tambara: *huffs* Okay, whatever

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It’s nice to see and hear from my princess. Tami’s eyes are lit up and twinkling like my ma’s used to be when she was happy. It’s good to see, but I’m not sure I like the reason behind it.

Tambara: *on video* I have a date to the prom!

I shouldn’t be surprised. Tami is a beautiful girl, and I’m sure the guys are swarming, but I’m not quite ready for the dating to begin. I recall going to prom with Perla. It wasn’t very eventful—other than a good night kiss, nothing really happened afterward. I want to make sure that Tami and this guy, whoever he is, have a similarly innocent experience.

Wade: Wait, what? I need to meet this guy. Invite him over for dinner tomorrow.

If Tami’s face were a balloon, it would be deflating right now.

Tambara: *whining* But why?

Wade: Because if I don’t meet him, you don’t go. I need to see what kind of person he is.

Tambara: *grumbling* But Mom already said I can go. We went shopping for my prom dress and everything.

Wade: Yeah, but you have two parents. So tomorrow night, 7:30 p.m. I’ll barbecue.

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It’s crazy that even after being around people all day, I still feel lonely in the evening. Without someone else here, the house feels empty and devoid of sim energy. Things are way too quiet as I prepare a salad and sit down to eat it alone. After dinner and cleanup, I decide to give Tami a video call. Hearing from her should be enough to liven up my evening. 

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Khalid and I wrap up our workday at 7 p.m. I wouldn’t say the work involved in running the cave is physically tough, but trying to keep so many people happy all the time is emotionally draining. Although I could use a nap, the night is still young and I’ve got plenty to do, so I head to my office and take care of some SimTube maintenance by answering comments and promoting my upcoming videos. 

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Part 2 will continue to post here on Tumblr tomorrow. Or you can read the rest on my website by clicking the link above.  

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Hook, line, and sinker... Glen follows me to the barber chair, and I get to work. I dust him off and convince him to part with his watering can, and once I do, Pops ends up looking good enough to give the young guys a run for their simoleons. Glen walks away smiling, with a little more swag in his step, proving he likes the new version of himself.

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After seeing what I did for the first guy, I expected the others to line up, but my chair stays empty for a while. Time to make the rounds and try to convince more customers. One guy turns down my offer for a haircut, but after recognizing me from SimTube, he asks for an autograph. I’m still not used to people asking, but I happily oblige.

Next, I approach an older gentleman who came in wearing a watering can as a hat, with long hair and a beard that would make Father Winter jealous. There’s no way I’m letting him leave without a makeover. But I have to play it cool and be careful not to offend him. I start a conversation, telling him all about the services we offer at the cave. Then I go in with the compliments.

Wade: I grew up on a farm in Henford, so I admire your botanical look. But I think I can take your style further by tuning it down a bit.

Glen: But this is the only version of me that I know.

Wade: It’s not too late to introduce you to a new, improved Glen. What do you say? 

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The first customer I successfully convince to sit in my barber chair is a frumpy-looking dude named Philip. This guy has “disruptive” written all over him. I can tell because all he does at first is complain. His only goal seems to be making the other customers uncomfortable. But I’ve got the cure for that. Once I get him seated and set him up with a new look, he walks away feeling much more satisfied. Heck, I made him look so good that it wouldn’t surprise me if his dating potential has increased tenfold.

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I can't let Khalid outwork me, so I do my part by making sure drinks and snacks are stocked. I also make my rounds, introducing myself to each customer and trying to win them over so they'll let me give them makeovers. 

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My social media work is done, so now it's time to head to my other job: opening the Man Cave. I meet Khalid there at noon and get to work cleaning and prepping for today's clients. Once the space is ready, I head outside to draw in new customers. A few consider it but walk away, while several eventually come in. Khalid doesn't waste a moment—he jumps right into offering hand and foot massages. This guy definitely deserves a raise! 

(Full post available to read on my website)

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Some text pops up to guide me through creating an account. I enter all the necessary information and fill in a few details I’d want a potential lady to know about me, nothing too flashy, just enough to capture some attention.

Now comes the hard part: the profile picture.

I spend the next thirty minutes taking selfies and rejecting them one by one. Maybe I should take off my shirt and let my abs speak for me. I consider it for a moment, then shake my head before dismissing the idea. That’s not the message I want to send. Sure, I’m looking for a woohoo partner, but I’m also open to something more meaningful.

Eventually, I settle on a photo that highlights my gray eyes, hoping they’ll say what I can’t.

With my profile now live, the waiting begins. The thought makes me a little anxious. I’ve been in the public eye for years as a social media personality, but setting up a dating profile feels different. I’ve tossed myself into open water, and now I’m bobbing along waiting to see who bites.

I can only imagine the kind of women that might show up.

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The phone rings several times before I finally hear Perla’s familiar breathy voice.

Perla: *on the phone* Dub? Is that you?

The surprise in her tone is obvious.

Wade: Hey, Perla. Yeah, it’s me.

Perla: How have you been?

I pause for a moment. I don’t really want to get into what happened between Maia and me, but it’s already out on the nets, so Perla probably knows.

Wade: I’ve been better.

She confirms my suspicion.

Perla: Sorry about the divorce.

Wade: Yeah, thanks. *pause* But I didn’t call about that. I wanted to check in and see how you’ve been.

I hear what sounds like a baby crying in the background.

Perla: Great. Things are actually really good. My husband and I got back together, and we just had twin girls.

I almost choke on my surprise. That’s not what I expected to hear.

Wade: Good for you! I’m glad to hear that.

Perla: They’re a handful, and I’m so busy—but in a good way, you know?

I don’t know. My daughter’s a teen and barely needs me now, and I no longer have a wife. I hate to sound bitter, but I’m not interested in continuing this conversation.

Wade: I do. But I won’t keep you any longer. I’ll let you get back to them. Congrats, and it was good hearing from you.

Perla hangs up without saying a proper goodbye. That was a lot. I’m happy for my friend, but that door is sealed shut, and the key’s rusting at the bottom of the Bagley River in Henford.

I sit in silence for a moment, staring at the screen. Suddenly, I perk up. It’s time for Plan B—and it’s been sitting right here on my phone the whole time. I open the Cupid’s Corner dating app. 

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Once that task is done, I sit and think about how I was hounding Luca about his exes, completely forgetting that I have a few women in my past too.

My first high school crush was Bongani, but nothing ever came of it. She still messages me on Social Bunny from time to time, though I think she got married a while back.

Then there was Inata. I met her in Batuu, and there was nothing between us but woohoo. Honestly, that’s exactly what I’m looking for right now. I wonder if she still works there. I still have her added on Social Bunny, but we haven’t kept in touch. If I went back to Batuu, would she even remember me?

And finally, there’s Perla—who I once considered my first love. The only reason we broke things off was because my younger brother Mase was jealous of our relationship. But Mase is happily married now, so there’s no way he’s still holding on to those old feelings.

I remember one of the last things Perla said to me when we were teens: she always thought I’d be her first. We’ve both had our share of firsts, seconds, and thirds over the years, but maybe we could still make that happen.

Last we spoke, she and her husband had separated. I cut her off at Mase’s wedding because I was still married then. We promised to stay friends, and it’s possible she’s divorced now too. Maybe we can stretch the definition of “friends” and add a few benefits.

I pull out my phone and call Perla.