amy: kay then
9: my house is just there. *points to some place that looks like it's made for prisoners or smthg*
amy: thats... thats a house?
9: Yes.
amy: doesn't look like one
9: Don't care. *she answers in short answers as much as she can. She doesn't like talking with people and stuff like that*
Also ye she is 13 and has a house. Is there a problem?
amy: d- do you live with anyone?
9: No. (she used to but they're... dead ⚆ _ ⚆)
amy: oh....
9: *boom you is right next to the house now* Thanks. Just need to head to the 15 th floor. *she takes the bag from you* (oh yeah her elevator is broken :>)
