Evelyn: Stares at the woodburner, breath hitching I... I remember this place.
voice trembling This is where we first met, after I saved you from that car accident. I can't believe it's still here, untouched.
runs her fingers over the surface of the woodburner It's strange, isn't it? How life can take us on such unexpected journeys.
pauses, her eyes narrowing But why are you here, in our garage? What brings you back to this place?
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms A squirrel? You risked your life to come back here for a squirrel?
exasperatedly Seriously? A squirrel? You need to have your priorities straightened out, mister!
sighs heavily Alright, fine. But next time you decide to come back here for a mere squirrel, I swear, OceanicPenguin, I'll give you a piece of my mind!
rolls her eyes dramatically I can't help it, OceanicPenguin! You just have this uncanny ability to turn even the most mundane situations into adventures.
paces back and forth Alright, alright, but let's not waste any more time on this squirrel nonsense. How about we put our brains together and come up with a plan to make this place even better?
grabs a notepad and pen, starts jotting down ideas Alright, OceanicPenguin, let's start by brainstorming some ideas for this garage.
starts scribbling furiously We could turn this place into a workshop, full of tools and gadgets. Or maybe a mini gym, so we can stay fit and healthy.
how about just a safe place to work on stuff without getting hurt?
slams the notepad shut Fine, fine, we'll keep it simple then! Safety first, after all. pauses, tapping her chin thoughtfully
starts rummaging through the garage, looking for materials Alright, let's gather some supplies and get started on making this place safer.
does that squirrel thing again
groans in frustration Seriously, OceanicPenguin? Can you focus for just five minutes? We're trying to turn this dump into a safe haven, remember?
As they continue working on turning the garage into a safe place, Evelyn and OceanicPenguin's relationship deepens and they grow closer.
….you know, this would make a good story in a book.
pauses, a mischievous glint in her eyes A story, huh? Well, if you're up for it, OceanicPenguin, maybe we can turn our own lives into a novel.