Elder Sims waded in the pools in their backyards while young Sim children and teens confidently dove into the dark blue waters of the same pools. Windenburg had finally gotten it's own summer weather, after having countless 'spring' storms, some areas even getting the odd bit of hail. The sun was shining, and all of Windenburg was rejoicing in it's summer weather, where all families were splashing, drowning each other in hot tubs, choking every couple in the sauna, licking radically flavoured ice creams and sipping on iced drinks. Everyone seemed to be having fun, but the seasons had only just begun for everyone, including the Sims of Magnolia Promenade, who are currently celebrating a generally happy Winterfest, thanks to an impromptu blizzard, which left snow coating the grass and rooves of every home. Citizens of Willow Creek were busy raking leaves, of course- while sneeky children dove into the leaf piles whilst their parents' backs were turned.
Sims of Brindleton Bay were getting a little bit of wintery weather, as they donned their beanies and mittens when they looked at their world's well-known beach in the mornings, when the air was so icy-cold that Sims could see the steam evaporating from each other's mouths. But the temperature increased throughout the day, soon ending the day at a not-quite-stable twenty four degrees celcius. Willow Creek, of course, was in full autumn swing, and many aristocratic Sim families came over to visit their families, or more importantly for the children, dive into a newly-raked pile of red, yellow and brown leaves, while Sim parents watched on in horror, with maybe a couple of facepalms included for the full Willow-Creekan experience, as Willow Creek was probably the most secluded world from all the updates of the Gen Z era. But, Selvadorada and Granite Falls were the only two worlds really left out of the buzz of these 'seasons', as for both locations, it was an easy hit-and-miss 'business as usual', and they were getting less and less tourist traffic.
No Sim felt left out. Every Sim was either indulging themselves in a much needed hot cocoa or snowball fight for winter, splashing in excessive rainpuddles and stomping in rainboots for spring, clinking ice-cold lemonade and swimming in pools for summer or raking leaves and trying to force their children to resist the undying temptation to jump in a pile of leaves. Everything felt just fine-families were having fun, toddlers were splashing around in kiddie pools or playing in the snow, and babies were being born, business as usual for the Sims and their families, no public holidays, no days off school- it was just like it usually was, baby boomers, toddler troubles, defiant children, teens on tyrades, young adults and adults exchanging parenting advice, elders going to annual bingo, as normal as a Sim's life could be. Finally, it felt like the gods had answered their prayer of being let outside- Simgov weren't force trapping all the Sims in their homes, they were finally allowed outside!
It was a very hallelujah moment for them, it felt kind of surreal. They were finally allowed to get that assignment in, they were finally allowed to have baby showers and host lavish parties at bars and go clubbing! It was definitely surreal, it almost felt like a dream for them.
The Goths felt as if they were no longer the centre of attention for all Sims, they felt a decent weight lift off their shoulders...