Summer Fling Or The Real Thing?

When A Mysterious Phone Call Comes, How Should Gerald Handle It?


*Some images are slightly NSFW*
Summer, Year 4
It was overcast as Gerald jogged gloomily around the district. He’d been to the doctor recently and he’s been told he needed to exercise more so he’d taken to a daily run around the neighbourhood. He didn’t exactly enjoy it but it was necessary.


However while out on his run, he received an interesting phone call. He was being left a large sum of money after the death of an elderly relative he’d never met. Fascinated, he showered and changed and set off for Magnolia Promenade to the bank to speak about the terms in the will.



It wasn’t quite as straightforward as Gerald had hoped. He needed to get married before he could claim the money and he only had a short period of time in which to do it. A week. How was he supposed to find a wife in a week? He didn’t even have a steady girlfriend at the moment.
Suddenly it was like a lightbulb had switched on above his head. Ellie. He’d only been talking to Ellie a few days previously when he’d bumped into her outside the bowling alley on Creek Street. It was perfect! He still found her incredibly sexy so he fired off a text, asking her to meet him at the coffee shop next to the bank.


Ellie looked suspicious as she arrived outside the coffee shop. “This was unexpected?” She said, narrowing her eyes. “What do you want, Gerald?”
“I’m pleased you could come. I thought you’d have been at work?” Gerald smiled.
“I was doing the accounts for the shop. I don’t need to be in until later.” She folded her arms. “What do you want?”
“Us.” Gerald said simply. “I want us to try again.”


“You’re not serious?” Ellie stared in disbelief at her ex-boyfriend. “Gerald, in case you’d forgotten, I broke up with you last year because you were dating my sister as well! What makes you think we could try again?”
“Oh come on Ellie. You know we were good together!” Gerald tried again.
Ellie shook her head. “No we weren’t. Gerald, I was miserable.”
“But Ellie, I think we can make it work this time.” Gerald reached for her hand. “What if we got married?”
“Married?” Ellie shrieked. “Gerald, are you out of your mind?”


Gerald could feel everybody staring at them both as Ellie continued to shout at him.
“Look, Ellie you’d be doing me a favour. And yourself, really.” Gerald tried yet again. “Come on, seriously think about it. What other offers do either of us have right now?”
“You’ve lost it.” Tears stung Ellie’s eyes as she shook her head. “For the last time Gerald, no. Get lost and get right out of my life. I don’t ever want to see you again.” She turned on her heel and stalked away towards the tram.
Gerald felt uncomfortable under the disapproving gazes of the patrons. Then he had another idea.


“Thanks for meeting me,” Gerald said as he watched Rebecca approach the clifftop.
“Well I must admit I was curious,” she replied. “I haven’t heard from you for quite a while and suddenly get invited to a secluded location in the middle of the day. Quite a tempting offer.”
Gerald raised his eyebrows and grinned. He took Rebecca’s hand and led her to the undergrowth.


Hours later, after they’d emerged, Gerald took Rebecca’s hand. “What do you think about us getting married?”
Rebecca laughed. “Married? Oh Gerald, you’re hilarious.”
“I’m serious. We’ve never been able to resist each other for long, have we? Look at our joint history. It’s always been you, Rebecca.”
Rebecca slapped him hard across the face. “You really think I’m going to fall for that? You’re off your rocker.” She turned and marched away from him.
Stung, Gerald was motionless for several minutes. Finally, the chill in the air got to him and he forced his feet to move back towards to the ferry.


The following morning, Gerald sat and thought. As he munched his cereal and sipped his orange juice, he started think seriously about how he was going to come by a wife. He had six days left. How was he going to convince somebody to marry him in six days?
Then it came to him. He laughed as he pulled out his phone.


“Thanks so much for inviting me! I never thought we’d get a chance to meet again!” Daisy blushed as Gerald smiled at her.
“I really wanted to see you again,” he said smoothly. “We didn’t get a chance to talk for long before your sister interrupted. I really feel I’d like to get to know you better.”


They flirted back and forth all morning. Daisy told him about her knitting and her yoga. He told her about his catering and plans for his own restaurant one day.


One thing led to another and Daisy ended up staying the night. She knew Hollie would be furious later but she could deal with that tomorrow.


The next morning, Gerald invited Daisy to the beach in Sulani.
“You like it here, don’t you?” Daisy said cheerfully as she snuggled up to Gerald. They were laying on the sand gazing at the fluffy clouds overhead.
“I love it.” Gerald sighed contentedly. “The sand, the sea, the sky. Everything looks so much more beautiful in Sulani.”
“Do you ever think about moving here?”
“All the time.” Gerald sighed again. “I’d love to have a beachfront restaurant here really, in an ideal world.”
“So what’s stopping you?” Daisy asked. “Hollie’s neighbour Ellie took a loan out with the SimCity Bank last year to open the charity shop in Newcrest. She’s still paying it back but it allowed her to start it; gave her the capital she needed. So why don’t you do the same thing?”
Gerald nodded slowly. “That’s actually a great idea!”


“I’d better go,” Daisy said after a long while. “It’s nearly midday and Hollie will go mad. I’m supposed to be helping babysit while Ethan’s doing his Uni course. He’s got exams soon and then both he and Hollie will be free.”
“Can I see you again soon?” Gerald asked urgently. “Tomorrow?”
Daisy nodded. “I’d love that!” She flung her arms around him and kissed him. “See you tomorrow!”
Gerald watched her saunter off. Suddenly the world looked a lot brighter.

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