"I need you, Five Hargreeves. Even though the world is ending. The moon is probably going to explode or the sun will fall and the earth won't ever be the same but at least you are here with me... And that is all I need".
"I would want nothing more t...
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Lila Pitts
‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。
"Elliott, did you develop these photos yourself?", Five asked.
"Of course. Can't exactly drop that stuff off at the neighborhood Fotomat", Elliot said.
"Surveillance?", Y/n asked as he nodded. "Government has eyes everywhere", he added.
"I didn't see a darkroom", Five said.
"Yeah, I converted the hallway closet", he said as Y/n saw Five take out the Frankel footage.
He scratched something off. The date most probably. Of course, they couldn't let Elliot know. Among many weird things about them, this one would definitely freak him out.
"Can you develop this?", he held out the tape, which Elliot grabbed onto.
"Hmm? Huh. "Frankel Footage." Friends of yours?", he asked.
"Cousins on my robot mother's side. Can you do it or not?", Five asked.
"Sure I can", he said. "How long?", Five asked.
"Well, I mean, I'm running low on acetic acid. Beeker's Cameras is open today, but it's two miles away. I mean, I'd have to take the bus. On the other hand, Gibson's is only ten blocks away, but I gotta cut through the park, and there's pigeons-", he was cut off by Five.
"Elliott!", he called him. "It's like five, maybe six hours", he said as Five looked back at Y/n who was eating her cereal seemingly without a single worry in the world.
"Y/n?", he called her name. "What? I was hungry. I didn't even have breakfast", she mumbled.
"I... I was just asking for your attention, honey. So you don't miss out anything", he said.
"Five... Love... I really admire the sentiment. But trust me... I am all ears", she said.
