Diluvian

Shit. He’s totally drunk.

Hey! What is this car doing there? Coming close?

It’s dark. I’ve got to concentrate. We shouldn’t stop at that traffic sign.

What the hell? Close the window! Don’t! Please close the window! Stop yelling. I’ve got to slow down.

What are you shouting? What? Don’t! Don’t you leave the car!

Stop it!

Please stop it! We can get robbed here, bloody hell! Some of the diluvian people can come...And what if this fucking asshole has a gun? We’re on a major street! It’s 2 am! You can’t do that! It’s not worth it! Don’t answer him!

Come back!

Fuck...Ok,ok. Enough. Look at me! It’s not worth it! What an asshole, don’t go for it. You don’t want to die here, right? I don’t want to die here, ok? Let’s go back to the car and drive home.

Look at me, damn it!

Alright, calm down. Forget it. Let’s go back home...What the fuck??

Honey? Honey? Sweetie, talk to me.

Oh my God. Help! Damn it. Please look at me.

Please!

No!