i lived;

I’m a really safe driver, I swear. Like I’ll just take you to the end of the street if you feel nervous.

N-No.. it's okay, I need the lift so.. yeah.

"Oh.. that's okay! Uhm.. Micah, right?"

"You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to, but I can’t— and I shouldn’t be walking through the debris, I might fall and I can’t cause the baby any more stress. I’m sorry, Libby, I thought I could come with you and make you some company, but it’s overwhelming and somewhat claustrophobic."

"Belfast." 

"That sounds like a cool place to live.. I-I like your accent." 

"I did find a corset of mine on top of your couch the other day. Or at least, I think it was my corset — you don’t look like the sort of dress-up for roleplay type. But still, otherwise, you can probably dig around. There’s a ton of rats though, I’ve been tasering them for a couple of weeks."

"I-I'd say that was yours.. and I don't think I want to ask why it was there, but.. thank you for tasering the rats..?"

"I don’t know if there’s anything left for neither of us here."

"I’m sorry, Libby— it’s just too much for me to be here… too many memories gone."

"You don't think there's memories here for me too Rose?"

"Ya don’t need ta be cle’er— just take all t’e wood ya’d want to make inta sumfin’ different, send it ta t’e appropriate people, n’ t’ey usually do t’e werk. —But t’at was just a suggestion, so ya ain’t forced ta t’row e’eryt’in’ away." 

"Thanks.. for uhm.. trying to help. --where are you from? I-If you don't mind me asking.."

— “I don’t know… maybe… can we— can we get out of here?”

"I-If you want to.. I just wanted to see if--.. sure, we can go."

"Most o’ t’e wooden furniture— ya could put it back taget’er, get reclaimed wood." He shrugged, "o’ scrap it all taget’er, n’ t’en use it ta make sumfin’ different all taget’er." 

"Oh... I-I'm really not that clever.. I-I don't even think Aaron could do something like that. I guess I moved the important stuff out before but.. I wish the storm never happened."

"…I think some bits that haven’t been broken maybe? Is there any photos you’d like to take?"

"There was one my dad used to have.. of uhm.. of all of us..L-Linc included. I don't know.. it should be here.."

"Aye luv— I t’ink quite a bit o’ it is wort’ t’e trouble." 

"--you really think so? Uhm... l-like what?"