“He hates me” Pixie cried.

“I'm sure he doesn't” said Strawberry.

“Yes he does!” Pixie cried. “He- he called me a bitch & a crybaby!”

“Why don't we get you home?” said Strawberry. “Then I'll talk to him”

“Okay” Pixie sobbed. “I want my daughter”

“She's fine” said Strawberry.

She walked Pixie home, then walked back to Sims, and rang Poser's doorbell.

Poser opened the door. “It's midnight” he said. “You're lucky you didn't wake the baby”

“Why did you call Pixie a bitch & a crybaby?” Strawberry asked, pushing her way through.

“Because she got drunk with my best friend” said Poser. “Err, ex best friend”

“What the hell, Poser?” said Strawberry. “Now Muffins isn't your best friend anymore? Because of this?”

“Him and Pixie probably hooked up” said Poser.

“No they didn't” said Strawberry. “He tried to have sex with ME, but all he got to do was kiss me”

“So he takes advantage of drunk girls?” said Poser. “Then he's definitely not my friend anymore!”