ROSES AND FLAMES - Five Hargreeves

𝟬𝟳. hangovers

"We drank the whole bottle." Five slurred, stumbling a little as they made their way throughout the library. Josie hummed, rubbing her eyes, trying to stay awake and putting Dolores beside her as the two found a spot to sit in.

Josie wished she wore leggings underneath the skirt, her legs hit the cold pavement. "Yeah well, you needed it more than me." Josie slurred, crossing her legs. Yawning and wanting to sleep again, Josie mumbled a goodnight, realizing her and five were out of options to even save the world.

"Wheres Dolores?" Five asked in a panicked tone. "With Barbie." Josie giggled, both being dolls at this point. "What's a Barbie?" Five spat, writing in his sisters book to try and calculate something.

Josie went in shock when she realized five didn't know about Barbie dolls, shaking her head in disappointment.

"Can't wrap it around my head that you don't know Barbie. Can't believe I risked my life to someone who doesn't know who Barbie is, let alone ken." Josie mumbled, wishing she still had a drink in her hand.

Turning to see five already asleep, Josie got himself comfortable, yawning once more before dozing off and resting her head on fives shoulder, hoping he wouldn't kill her in that very moment.

The world is ending, and she's on my shoulder. Josie intruded fives' thoughts, smiling a little as she fell asleep and began to snore a little.

Feeling like she was being picked up, Josie felt herself being carried, opening her eyes to see Diego's face.

"Ah knife boy," she grumbled, smiling flirtatiously. Josie leaned back to see themselves being carried by Diego and Luther, walking in a dark alley. "Were you the one that slept in my room?" Diego sassed, shaking his head at her.

"Ha, yeah." Josie slurred, patting his shoulder. Swinging her legs and smelling the strong cologne of Diego as she could smell herself drowned in booze, Josie heard five begin to wake up.

"Ah, where are we?" Five slurred. Josie sighed, seeing how he was holding Dolores. "An alley idiot." Josie slurred; holding her stomach and looking at Diego apologetically.

"I won't vomit." Josie reassured, patting his chest and feeling her face go red. "Yeah, yeah, you look the other way now kid." Diego sassed; moving her head to face the alley and not his face anymore. "I'm 30 asshole." She mumbled.

"You know what's really funny? We're going through puberty, again." Five chuckled. Josie giggled, wondering what Luther and Diego were even talking about in the first place.

"Two masked intruders broke into the umbrella academy last night." Luther says. Josie gasps as she remembered how she was almost shot in the leg, sitting up as Diego pushed her back down to relax.

"Hazel and cha-cha, those bastards." Josie groaned; wanting to kick five in the balls. "Ah yes, we had names like that; Parker was sugar and I was mr.sweetface." five mocked; asking Josie for a response.

After being told to shut up by Luther, Josie gave a polite middle finger to the man, being bombarded with questions that made them feel sober enough to ask. That damn bottle clearly wasn't enough for them.

"Alright you two; I need you to sober up and tell me who they actually are." Luther snapped after the fact Five made puking noises to mess with them. "Yeah right, we don't have to say shit." Josie spat back, really like the fact she's being carried.

"Maybe not you, but he is our brother." Diego said to the girl. Josie shrugged as she tapped Diego to let her walk inside the place Diego apparently lived in.

"Woah who are these kids?" An old man asked in a panicking tone. Josie nodded at him, turning to see how five had to walk on his own now too.

"My brother and his..." Diego stopped to look at Josie, squinting his eyes as Josie sadly shook her head— not noticing five look at her. "Colleague."