“Thank you. We- we stayed in a family friend’s basement, and they had another family there as well, on the upper floors, so it was crowded.
The living conditions after Leviathan’s attack manage to be sea-related even in the few, mythical drier places.
Also barrel-related.
But it was better than the shelters, or so we thought. My dad, my uncle and I worked with one of the cleanup crews.
Uncle’s still alive, for now at least.
I’m halfway expecting him to either die or turn out to be a piece of shit by the end of this story.
Trying to get things normal again. Until word got out that one of the crews had been attacked, the women assaulted. Um.
So they told me I couldn’t work with them.
Yikes.
I worked for one of the shelters instead. Handing out sheets, making beds, keeping track of names and passing on requests for stuff like insulin or other meds that people needed. Long hours, thankless…”
But very much necessary. You did good.
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