little black dress | five

005. (cover story)

005. (cover story)

s1e2

now

"Tavia. Hey, Tavia." The girl heard a voice in the distance, but kept her eyes closed, pulling the blanket over her body and shuffling a little to get more comfortable.

"Tavia, love, you've gotta wake up." She felt a hand tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Octavia grunted before opening her eyes. It was still dark in the room, so her eyes didn't have to adjust much. She turned her body to the other side, facing Five.

"Was it really necessary to wake me up?" She complained, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Five looked down at the girl. "We have to figure out what that eye means."

"So obsessed with that damn eye." She muttered as she pushed herself up from the couch and got out from under the blankets. The first few buttons of her wrinkled blouse were unbuttoned, but she ignored it. Strolling over to the chair, she bent over to grab her shoes. After putting them on, she glanced behind her to see Five still seated on the couch.

"Are you going to sit there all day?" That seemed to break Five out of his trance. He blinked and shot up from the couch, quickly grabbing his shoes and putting them on too, followed by his tie and jacket.

Octavia had left the living room to go to the bathroom. She threw a bit of water in her face to properly wake herself up and brushed through her hair with her hands. When she got back to the living room, Five was fully dressed. Only her tie and her jacket were still on the chair. She pocketed her tie and slid on her jacket, straightening out her blouse and tucking it into her skirt.

"Ready?" Octavia put her hands on her sides.

"One thing." Five strolled over to the girl, stopping right in front of her. The top few buttons of her shirt were still undone. He looked down at the buttons before buttoning two of them, leaving the top two open. "That view is only for me. Let's go."

Octavia chuckled before following Five out the door. She quietly closed it behind her, letting the lock fall into place.

The two teenagers walked a big building with white polished walls. Five had found the name of the company on the back of the eye, and decided to bring the eye there to try and find the owner. Now, they were waiting in front of the reception desk, Five pacing around the room and Octavia following his every move.

"Uh, can I help you?" The pair heard from behind them. A man in a lab coat stood in front of the reception desk, staring at them.

"I need to know who this belongs to." Five held up the eye as he strode over to the man, Octavia following suit.

"Where did you get that?" The man laughed, inspecting the eye from afar.

"What do you care?" Five deadpanned, earning a small jab in the side from Octavia.