n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach-lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended...
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I look away after I hear Five call me his girlfriend to Hazel.
We only admitted to having feelings for each other an hour ago. We never even talked of the subject.
Once my face cools down a little more, I tune back into the conversation.
"Can't believe I'm actually sittin' here talkin' to you, after all..." I hear Hazel saying, fangirling over Five.
I raise my brow at him and smirk, knowing I'm not only going to need more details but also I'm never going to let him live this down. Five turns towards me, seeing my expression and I can see it in his eyes that he knows that I'll never let him live this down.
"Hazel, what do you want?" Five asks, turning away from me and towards one of my kidnappers, who also is one of the official members of the Five fan club.
'I should get t-shirts for us. Then everyone will know how much we love Five.' I think to myself. I realize that I thought that I love him, I turn away as Hazel begins to talk as my face heats up again.
I'm brought out of my self pity spiral when Diego runs into the room and starts attacking Hazel.
"Diego, stop!" yells Five, but not moving to split up the fight between our knife wielding brother and my teddy bear kindnapper.
"Get up!" yells Diego, wanting to fight with Hazel.
"You know, before you kill him, you might wanna hear what he has to say." I states, leaning closer towards Five as he watches the fight and I watch him.
'I'm never drinking anything Five makes me again.' I think as I study his face, that's now turned towards me.
"You have really pretty eyes." I whisper, slightly drunk.
"Thanks, sweetheart." Five says, a small blush on his cheeks as he turns back towards the fight between Hazel and Diego.
"Are you gonna..." exclaims Hazel loudly, as Diego goes and punches him again, pulling me out of my staring of Five.
"Come on!" yells Diego, releasing more of his pent up anger.
'He should really see a therapist for all of his issues.' I think to myself. 'On second thought, we all need to see a therapist. Maybe that should be the first thing we do now the world isn't ending. Fix our mental health.'
I giggle to myself about my thoughts, as I see Diego stab Hazel in the leg. Sucking in a breath knowing how that feels, having gotten one to many knives to the leg in our training days.
"That's gotta hurt." hisses Five.
Me and Five watch the fight a little longer until, we see Diego jump on Hazel's back and bite his ear.
Five places his margarita down next to me, and blinks to behind Diego and smashes a glass vase over our brothers head.
"I draw the line at biting." grumbles Five, limping back over to the counter.
