Season 4, Episode 10, Chapter 53

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“So this is what my — their house looks like!”
This chick is psycho, Don thought. But hey, at least because she’s a stalker, she knew where to find Travis again.
“Just so we’re clear Summer, I have no actual interest in you. We’re not getting married or anything.”
“I would never marry you as Don, Don. Don’t worry.”
Now if he was Travis…sure, she thought to herself. Don looked at his phone. “Perfect. It looks like they’re at work.”
It was time! Don headed to the door to break in.
That was easy, Don thought as he opened the doors.
Oh wow!! Summer gazed at the room as she entered.
This is my home!! She thought as she did a happy dance.
She headed upstairs.
Hmmm… now where is the bedroom? She thought to herself.
She jimmied the door handle but it wouldn’t open. Aww man!!! How could she steal Travis’ underwear if the door wouldn’t open? She was so disappointed.
Don decided he should try to kill time until Travis returned home. He grabbed Summer and they woohoo’d in the shower.
Afterwards, Summer decided she was hungry and wanted to head to the kitchen for a bite to eat. It was her house after all.
As she stood by the fridge, Hannah walked inside.
“What are you doing inside my house, Summer?!” Hannah glared. Summer put her hands on her hips. “Your house? This is my house. Mine and Travis’,” Summer said.
“You are certifiably insane,” Hannah said. “Get out!”
“What are you talking about?! You walk into my house and accuse me of being crazy? And order me to leave?” Summer said as she gasped.
Meanwhile, Don was exploring upstairs.
Suddenly, Travis walked into the kitchen. “What on earth!?“ he fumed.
Hannah face palmed while Summer stood there gleefully, waiting for “her” husband to back her up. “Travis, can you believe this intruder wants ME to leave?” said Summer. Travis growled in rage.
“Welcome home, my handsome husband,” Summer said. “Please tell Hannah she needs to leave.” Travis rolled his eyes in fury. “Get out Summer. You have lost your mind,” he said.
“Oh my gosh! Why would you say such a thing, Travy darling?” Summer was shocked!
In the living room, Don came downstairs and ran into Caiden.
“What are you doing in MY house?” Caiden said with an angry glare.
“Why aren’t you all grown up little boy. I guess you don’t bite anymore, huh? Got out of that nasty stage?” Don said, patronizing him.
“I may not bite, but I can shove you,” Caiden said. “Get out of my house.”
“Summer, I’ve had it with you and your craziness. This has gone too far,” Hannah shouted.
“Ooooo someone thinks he’s so tough and scary. Oooooo,” Don said.
Caiden realized Don was crazy and was suddenly scared.
Don wandered into the dining room.
“Summer, you need to get out of my house right —“ Travis’ yelling was cut short as he suddenly noticed Don. What the **** is he doing here too?!? Travis thought to himself. It’s all going down as the Scott family is not taking anymore of this nonsense… keep following Sim Life Chronicles to see what happens next!
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“So this is what my — their house looks like!”
This chick is psycho, Don thought. But hey, at least because she’s a stalker, she knew where to find Travis again.
“Just so we’re clear Summer, I have no actual interest in you. We’re not getting married or anything.”
“I would never marry you as Don, Don. Don’t worry.”
Now if he was Travis…sure, she thought to herself.  Don looked at his phone. “Perfect. It looks like they’re at work.”
It was time! Don headed to the door to break in.
That was easy, Don thought as he opened the doors.
Oh wow!! Summer gazed at the room as she entered.
This is my home!! She thought as she did a happy dance.
She headed upstairs.
Hmmm… now where is the bedroom? She thought to herself.
She jimmied the door handle but it wouldn’t open. Aww man!!! How could she steal Travis’ underwear if the door wouldn't open? She was so disappointed.
Don decided he should try to kill time until Travis returned home. He grabbed Summer and they woohoo’d in the shower.
Afterwards, Summer decided she was hungry and wanted to head to the kitchen for a bite to eat. It was her house after all.
As she stood by the fridge, Hannah walked inside.
“What are you doing inside my house, Summer?!” Hannah glared. Summer put her hands on her hips. “Your house? This is my house. Mine and Travis’,” Summer said.
“You are certifiably insane,” Hannah said. “Get out!”
“What are you talking about?! You walk into my house and accuse me of being crazy? And order me to leave?” Summer said as she gasped.
Meanwhile, Don was exploring upstairs.
Suddenly, Travis walked into the kitchen. “What on earth!?“ he fumed.
Hannah face palmed while Summer stood there gleefully, waiting for “her” husband to back her up. “Travis, can you believe this intruder wants ME to leave?” said Summer.  Travis growled in rage.
“Welcome home, my handsome husband,” Summer said. “Please tell Hannah she needs to leave.”  Travis rolled his eyes in fury. “Get out Summer. You have lost your mind,” he said.
“Oh my gosh! Why would you say such a thing, Travy darling?” Summer was shocked!
In the living room, Don came downstairs and ran into Caiden.
“What are you doing in MY house?” Caiden said with an angry glare.
“Why aren’t you all grown up little boy. I guess you don’t bite anymore, huh? Got out of that nasty stage?” Don said, patronizing him.
“I may not bite, but I can shove you,” Caiden said. “Get out of my house.”
“Summer, I’ve had it with you and your craziness. This has gone too far,” Hannah shouted.
“Ooooo someone thinks he’s so tough and scary. Oooooo,” Don said.
Caiden realized Don was crazy and was suddenly scared.
Don wandered into the dining room.
“Summer, you need to get out of my house right —“ Travis’ yelling was cut short as he suddenly noticed Don. What the **** is he doing here too?!? Travis thought to himself.  It’s all going down as the Scott family is not taking anymore of this nonsense… keep following Sim Life Chronicles to see what happens next!
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